Being A Brat & A Good Talk

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       He walked down the hall of Crescent General, his mind flowing a mile a minute after the close call that had been had in the earlier parts of the morning.     He had almost lost her-she almost died, and he never even had the chance to actually have a conversation with her. He really wanted to-more than anything, and he would when the time was right, but for now….he needed to check on someone else.     He popped his head inside of Kazmiyah’s room to see that both Warren and Falcon were there seeing to her.     “I wish you wouldn’t be so stubborn, Kaz,” Warren said with frustration. “You just went through a terrible ordeal and you’re weakened. Just relax for a minute.”     “Your father’s right, Miyah,” Falcon agreed in a soft voice. “I know that you don’t like being immobile but-”

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