Ram's Head Saloon [Mod-Sanctioned C/CLT, v3]

[Zulu Enclave]

May's will to resist broke. She would do anything just to stop that goddamn chanting. Anything. There were enough voices that she finally just went for him, creeping up behind Pieter. She struck, tearing into his neck like some raw meat. She just wanted the chanting to stop. She drank from his arteries, trying to suck as much out as she could.

Pieter screamed, being beaten over and over again by the Zulus to the point of bile, urine, blood, semen and other bodily fluids spilling everywhere, including onto the weapons Before May could tear his neck out and drink from his arteries, though, he had died instantly from a hit to the upper side of his head with a sledgehammer, which crushed his skull and squished one of his eyes like a grape, the other exiting out its socket. Brain matter, spinal fluid and blood was seemingly everywhere at this point by the time May was drinking from her artieries.

Once and for all, Pieter van der Blekkenhorst, dictator of the Ryk, was dead.

As Pieter had endured his gruesome death, seeing most of his interal organs exit out of his body as he was practically disembowled right before he was murdered with the sledgehammer, the group of Zulus roared, hollered and cheered in celebration, as the boy looked towards the guards as he said "I was bored. They were only firecrackers." and picked up Pieter's clothing to burn outside, taking his '777' badge with him and pocketing it as a souvenir as the rest cheered and celebrated.

Seeing this act finally gone and done, Sefe approached May and put a hand on her shoulder.
"Don't worry. By helping us track down and rightfully end this monster once and for all, you have taken us a step closer to freedom. Soon, we will have our own society, rebuilding the African populace and culture that once was, making the world once more a safe place for us. You have done a good thing for us." He said, pulling out a raffia doll.
"This is a token of appreciation for what you have done for us. You shall be remembered as a hero in our history, forever a legend amongst the men and women who had brung justice to the Ryk-controlled Africa, the end to the Okumbi era, and had brung a new age of peace and prosperity, the light at the end of the tunnel. Thank you." He said as he then plunged a knife into his chest and then removed his heart, damaged with a rib in it, before leaving to the exit.

[Valentine Z]

The chanting of “do it” faded from May’s head, and the psionic attack stopped, except for Noel keeping a light grasp on her so he could quickly start again if May attacked. This left the sound of muffled white noise in the back of her head at a light volume.

Noel sighed and looked at the corpse. “Someone clean this up already.”

Well, since we have been sitting around, let us up. Clarissa, get the hose running.
- Foresittend Marcus Alan Arielian Maximillian Swifty Felix Prometheus Vt. Lynx Artyom Haydn Reynolds

After consoling May for some time, Clarissa ran out of the bar and opened up the firehose storage panel. She turned it on at full speed and started spraying it down on the floor. Marcus grabbed a body bag and started picking up Pieter, followed by whatever gore that remains. Everything was bagged neatly, and the floor was powerwashed.

[Low bloods]

Seeing how the events turned out the knight just stares at everyone in disgust. "Fucking monsters."
The knight walks out.
"Out to let off some steam? I think I'll join you! Kairi joined.

[Zulu Enclave]

(Void my last post)

May's will to resist broke. She would do anything just to stop that goddamn chanting. Anything. There were enough voices that she finally just went for him, creeping up behind Pieter. She struck, tearing into his neck like some raw meat. She just wanted the chanting to stop. She drank from his arteries, trying to suck as much out as she could.

He butts her off or atleast attempts to at some point. "Do I need to restrain you, or perhaps call in Vixen to do so? You can't see that you yourselves have become monsters, trying to slay this man?" The knight sighed as his voice was rather loud. "I shouldn't have let it get this out of hand, I should have not let Vixen intervene, instead do it myself." He simply said to himself in a tone of disappointment.

It was too late, however. Pieter's face was gone, and Sefe had lifted his face as everyone brought in the buttstocks of their AK-47s and table legs and started beating the poor man.

The African then turned to the knight, stepping away from the knight for a bit as he picked up Scout's bat.
"Sir, with all due respect, this is what the man deserves. He does this kind of thing to us; and therefore it is just he takes it. Besides; it was only his face. If you were not here, metal man, he would have recieved much worse." He said, going back to the downed Pieter as Sefe thumped his stomach with a baseball bat.

The knight simply followed and rather stepped in the middle placed his sword over peter acting as a shield not crushing the man"Yes, I know of all the deadly things this man has done. But I have to say this.
Why, why get people involved, I had no ties with this, but here I am.
And one other thing, because if you do continue this, I'm sure going to end up killing more than you and your men. I'd rather not die with the words "Died after protecting Hitler number two"
But do you really think this is going to accomplish anything,
Surely your revenge will be had but whose to say someone worse will come, or those that you couldn't find come to power and avenge their dead leader, hmm? At this rate he'll die vary soon and everything was all fun for a second but you'll be sitting there like an idiot because there were smarter options in hand."

It was soon to late. Pieter was gone, and there was nothing the knight could do about it.
"Don't worry. It is too late now, and as far as we are concerned, we have no regrets whatsoever. Imagine if this man did this to your own family, killing them off one by one, even worse than what he did, and glorifying it. Wouldn't you want the exact same thing?" Sefe said, picking up his assault rifle before leaving.

[The South Falls]

Pieter screamed, being beaten over and over again by the Zulus to the point of bile, urine, blood, semen and other bodily fluids spilling everywhere, including onto the weapons Before May could tear his neck out and drink from his arteries, though, he had died instantly from a hit to the upper side of his head with a sledgehammer, which crushed his skull and squished one of his eyes like a grape, the other exiting out its socket. Brain matter, spinal fluid and blood was seemingly everywhere at this point by the time May was drinking from her artieries.

Once and for all, Pieter van der Blekkenhorst, dictator of the Ryk, was dead.

As Pieter had endured his gruesome death, seeing most of his interal organs exit out of his body as he was practically disembowled right before he was murdered with the sledgehammer, the group of Zulus roared, hollered and cheered in celebration, as the boy looked towards the guards as he said "I was bored. They were only firecrackers." and picked up Pieter's clothing to burn outside, taking his '777' badge with him and pocketing it as a souvenir as the rest cheered and celebrated.

Seeing this act finally gone and done, Sefe approached May and put a hand on her shoulder.
"Don't worry. By helping us track down and rightfully end this monster once and for all, you have taken us a step closer to freedom. Soon, we will have our own society, rebuilding the African populace and culture that once was, making the world once more a safe place for us. You have done a good thing for us." He said, pulling out a raffia doll.
"This is a token of appreciation for what you have done for us. You shall be remembered as a hero in our history, forever a legend amongst the men and women who had brung justice to the Ryk-controlled Africa, the end to the Okumbi era, and had brung a new age of peace and prosperity, the light at the end of the tunnel. Thank you." He said as he then plunged a knife into his chest and then removed his heart, damaged with a rib in it, before leaving to the exit.

May calmed down. This man's hand was nice and warm. Comforting, almost. "Thanks to you. I'm a robot because of him, and now I can say I've avenged my comrades. Thank you for enabling it. I believe you'll all go far, now that you're free from the Ryk chains." She accepted the raffia doll, putting it in his her shirt pocket. "I-i-i. I can't comprehend the magnitude of what you're saying. Thank you so much, and you're welcome." She waved the man off.

[Eien no Yorokobi]

Gikochinai- assuming she would be safe from brutality- returned to the Saloon. ”Hi everyone! How are-“ Her left hand moved to block her mouth, the right clutching her chest as her heart pounded.

She hadn’t waited long enough.

She just stared, totally still on the outside but heart and mind racing internally, her pupils dilated and her stomach trying to remove its contents. The haunting sight, that of a ghoul consumed by a deranged creature, didn’t exit her head even when she tried to turn away. Voices echoed in the back of her mind, reminders of the past, accompanied by brief flashes from memories often kept at bay.

A woman covered in scars, delighting in her pain. ”It’s alright, Giko-chan. Thanks to this initiative...our soldiers...can sustain themselves using only their enemies...”

A girl standing above a room filled with corpses, charging away at them, laughing and smiling as she did. ”All shall know that this is the price of heresy!”

A group of children, holding assault rifles, making a barricade out of dead bodies, the forms of their fallen kin, happy to be doing their duty. ”My goddess! The advance goes as planned!”

A woman with her mouth covered by a surgical mask, examining the opened ribcage of a man without skin. ”Patheogenesis appears to involve necrosis of the epidermis, followed by extensive haemorrage. The onset of death is too rapid. Adjustments must be made.”

Even as the mess was cleaned up, she struggled to avoid making her own contribution to it. Instead, she took the nearest seat and forced her face into the table, refusing to let her eyes open. The remainders, the echoes, faded away, leaving only darkness in her sight and silence in her mind. Eventually she opened her eyes, trying to force a smile.

”I was...too quick...sorry...”

[Greater South]

Everyone had looked on in disgust and horror, the Scout projectile vomiting into the Soldier's helmet after yanking it off him, resulting in him getting a punch across the face, knocking him out, and the Soldier emptying his tin hat of puke and putting it back on his head. The Medic, however, was writing notes, murmuring 'Fascinating.' and other such synonyms, all with an intrigued look on his face, at Pieter's torture.

"HEY!" Heavy yelled. "I found little mustache man. I must have compensation too."

[Valentine Z]

Would you people like a footage of the gore? It's filmed in 100,000 FPS... I won't sell it, because it's obviously in poor taste.
- Surveillant Clarissa Alanis Star Breya Annie Millie Taissa Butterfly Coraline Jolijn V. Clementine Harumi

For the first time in a few months, Clarissa's voice has been rather solemn.

[The South Falls]

May, covered in blood from her head to her toe, sat near Giko. "It's alright, it's over now."

[Low bloods]

He butts her off or atleast attempts to at some point. "Do I need to restrain you, or perhaps call in Vixen to do so? You can't see that you yourselves have become monsters, trying to slay this man?" The knight sighed as his voice was rather loud. "I shouldn't have let it get this out of hand, I should have not let Vixen intervene, instead do it myself." He simply said to himself in a tone of disappointment.

The knight simply followed and rather stepped in the middle placed his sword over peter acting as a shield not crushing the man"Yes, I know of all the deadly things this man has done. But I have to say this.
Why, why get people involved, I had no ties with this, but here I am.
And one other thing, because if you do continue this, I'm sure going to end up killing more than you and your men. I'd rather not die with the words "Died after protecting Hitler number two"
But do you really think this is going to accomplish anything,
Surely your revenge will be had but whose to say someone worse will come, or those that you couldn't find come to power and avenge their dead leader, hmm? At this rate he'll die vary soon and everything was all fun for a second but you'll be sitting there like an idiot because there were smarter options in hand."

It was soon to late. Pieter was gone, and there was nothing the knight could do about it.
"Don't worry. It is too late now, and as far as we are concerned, we have no regrets whatsoever. Imagine if this man did this to your own family, killing them off one by one, even worse than what he did, and glorifying it. Wouldn't you want the exact same thing?" Sefe said, picking up his assault rifle before leaving.

"Just be lucky I didn't kill you, turning your back on me was a bold move, but I already knew he was dead!" The knight shouted as he flips off the few outside

Gikochinai- assuming she would be safe from brutality- returned to the Saloon. ”Hi everyone! How are-“ Her left hand moved to block her mouth, the right clutching her chest as her heart pounded.

She hadn’t waited long enough.

She just stared, totally still on the outside but heart and mind racing internally, her pupils dilated and her stomach trying to remove its contents. The haunting sight, that of a ghoul consumed by a deranged creature, didn’t exit her head even when she tried to turn away. Voices echoed in the back of her mind, reminders of the past, accompanied by brief flashes from memories often kept at bay.

A woman covered in scars, delighting in her pain. ”It’s alright, Giko-chan. Thanks to this initiative...our soldiers...can sustain themselves using only their enemies...”

A girl standing above a room filled with corpses, charging away at them, laughing and smiling as she did. ”All shall know that this is the price of heresy!”

A group of children, holding assault rifles, making a barricade out of dead bodies, the forms of their fallen kin, happy to be doing their duty. ”My goddess! The advance goes as planned!”

A woman with her mouth covered by a surgical mask, examining the opened ribcage of a man without skin. ”Patheogenesis appears to involve necrosis of the epidermis, followed by extensive haemorrage. The onset of death is too rapid. Adjustments must be made.”

Even as the mess was cleaned up, she struggled to avoid making her own contribution to it. Instead, she took the nearest seat and forced her face into the table, refusing to let her eyes open. The remainders, the echoes, faded away, leaving only darkness in her sight and silence in her mind. Eventually she opened her eyes, trying to force a smile.

”I was...too quick...sorry...”

Vixen pats her head "It's all fine." He left her some form of a drink on the table, a soda.

[Teutonican Empire]

Gikochinai- assuming she would be safe from brutality- returned to the Saloon. ”Hi everyone! How are-“ Her left hand moved to block her mouth, the right clutching her chest as her heart pounded.

She hadn’t waited long enough.

She just stared, totally still on the outside but heart and mind racing internally, her pupils dilated and her stomach trying to remove its contents. The haunting sight, that of a ghoul consumed by a deranged creature, didn’t exit her head even when she tried to turn away. Voices echoed in the back of her mind, reminders of the past, accompanied by brief flashes from memories often kept at bay.

A woman covered in scars, delighting in her pain. ”It’s alright, Giko-chan. Thanks to this initiative...our soldiers...can sustain themselves using only their enemies...”

A girl standing above a room filled with corpses, charging away at them, laughing and smiling as she did. ”All shall know that this is the price of heresy!”

A group of children, holding assault rifles, making a barricade out of dead bodies, the forms of their fallen kin, happy to be doing their duty. ”My goddess! The advance goes as planned!”

A woman with her mouth covered by a surgical mask, examining the opened ribcage of a man without skin. ”Patheogenesis appears to involve necrosis of the epidermis, followed by extensive haemorrage. The onset of death is too rapid. Adjustments must be made.”

Even as the mess was cleaned up, she struggled to avoid making her own contribution to it. Instead, she took the nearest seat and forced her face into the table, refusing to let her eyes open. The remainders, the echoes, faded away, leaving only darkness in her sight and silence in her mind. Eventually she opened her eyes, trying to force a smile.

”I was...too quick...sorry...”

”Perhaps you should have waited for my word.” Noel crosses his arms, walking away from the doorframe towards his seat but stopping halfway. “I’ve asked them to clean it up...quickly.” Noel walked towards his seat at the bar, shooting a murderous grin at May.

[Valentine Z]

”Perhaps you should have waited for my word.” Noel crosses his arms, walking away from the doorframe towards his seat but stopping halfway. “I’ve asked them to clean it up...quickly.” Noel walked towards his seat at the bar, shooting a murderous grin at May.

It's already clean, damn it. I bagged up the body, while Clarissa over there power-washed the place. And I feel like cutting off my own hands because no amount of detergent and gloves can protect me from the gore.
- Foresittend Marcus Alan Arielian Maximillian Swifty Felix Prometheus Vt. Lynx Artyom Haydn Reynolds

[Low bloods]

May, covered in blood from her head to her toe, sat near Giko. "It's alright, it's over now."

"I think you should sit this one out." Vixen said in a comforting tone that instantly got a little more aggressive with every word. Then hands her a towel

[Eien no Yorokobi]

”You’re...red...” She forced herself to look away, then turned back, unable to take the sight for more than a few seconds. ”It’s always so red...” She was able to let out a smile when Vixen approached, and consumed the soda as rapidly as always.

”Thank you! That helps!” She then faced Noel. ”Sorry! I’m bad at waiting!” When he gained a grin, through, she lost her own. ”You’re happy about it, aren’t you? I...” She stopped speaking there. What could she say? Nothing that would help anyone, it seemed. In the end, she settled on ending her statement with two words. ”You’re scary.”

[The South Falls]

May, covered in blood from her head to her toe, sat near Giko. "It's alright, it's over now."

"I think you should sit this one out." Vixen said in a comforting tone that instantly got a little more aggressive with every word. Then hands her a towel

May sat back down, walking away. "Alright, alright." She wiped herself down with the towel, and put herself a smoke.

[Zulu Enclave]

Everyone had looked on in disgust and horror, the Scout projectile vomiting into the Soldier's helmet after yanking it off him, resulting in him getting a punch across the face, knocking him out, and the Soldier emptying his tin hat of puke and putting it back on his head. The Medic, however, was writing notes, murmuring 'Fascinating.' and other such synonyms, all with an intrigued look on his face, at Pieter's torture.

"HEY!" Heavy yelled. "I found little mustache man. I must have compensation too."

Sefe turned around, and pulled out a briefcase that would contain a traditional African hat and $500,000 in dollar bills before turning to Gokinichai. "Just letting you know; this is the real world. We expected justice to him and his evil tyranny, and we got it. Do not expect the world to always be peaceful and clear."

"It might not be of absolute satisfaction, but it's all we have for now." He said as a discrete rebel Toyota with a machine gunner on top arrived and let the crew get away. "If you like, you can aid us on the front. With their morale crushed, it won't be long now before the Ryk falls and we will finally have our freedom." He said as they made a rebel cry, firing their AK-47s in the air as they cheered, escaping with the tale of the death of the tyrant.

For the first time, things will be different.

[Valentine Z]

May, covered in blood from her head to her toe, sat near Giko. "It's alright, it's over now."

"I think you should sit this one out." Vixen said in a comforting tone that instantly got a little more aggressive with every word. Then hands her a towel

Oh yeah, by the way... can you recommend a drink to me? I want to forget ALL of this.
- Foresittend Marcus Alan Arielian Maximillian Swifty Felix Prometheus Vt. Lynx Artyom Haydn Reynolds

[Low bloods]

”You’re...red...” She forced herself to look away, then turned back, unable to take the sight for more than a few seconds. ”It’s always so red...” She was able to let out a smile when Vixen approached, and consumed the soda as rapidly as always.

”Thank you! That helps!” She then faced Noel. ”Sorry! I’m bad at waiting!” When he gained a grin, through, she lost her own. ”You’re happy about it, aren’t you? I...” She stopped speaking there. What could she say? Nothing that would help anyone, it seemed. In the end, she settled on ending her statement with two words. ”You’re scary.”

"You seem to have a fear of gore, perhaps a little bit of PTSD?" He questioned. "Today wasn't a pleasant day, to say the least, but let's not talk about my day. How about yours?"

"I think you should sit this one out." Vixen said in a comforting tone that instantly got a little more aggressive with every word. Then hands her a towel

May sat back down, walking away. "Alright, alright." She wiped herself down with the towel, and put herself a smoke.

I'm sure Vixen would show a sigh of anger towards her. And tossed the used towel in the trash.

[Teutonican Empire]

”You’re...red...” She forced herself to look away, then turned back, unable to take the sight for more than a few seconds. ”It’s always so red...” She was able to let out a smile when Vixen approached, and consumed the soda as rapidly as always.

”Thank you! That helps!” She then faced Noel. ”Sorry! I’m bad at waiting!” When he gained a grin, through, she lost her own. ”You’re happy about it, aren’t you? I...” She stopped speaking there. What could she say? Nothing that would help anyone, it seemed. In the end, she settled on ending her statement with two words. ”You’re scary.”

He frowned and snapped at her ”Of course not! I was about as disgusted watching those idiots forget they could take that elsewhere as you! He took a deep breath in and out.

[Greater South]

Everyone had looked on in disgust and horror, the Scout projectile vomiting into the Soldier's helmet after yanking it off him, resulting in him getting a punch across the face, knocking him out, and the Soldier emptying his tin hat of puke and putting it back on his head. The Medic, however, was writing notes, murmuring 'Fascinating.' and other such synonyms, all with an intrigued look on his face, at Pieter's torture.

"HEY!" Heavy yelled. "I found little mustache man. I must have compensation too."

Sefe turned around, and pulled out a briefcase that would contain a traditional African hat and $500,000 in dollar bills before turning to Gokinichai. "Just letting you know; this is the real world. We expected justice to him and his evil tyranny, and we got it. Do not expect the world to always be peaceful and clear."

"It might not be of absolute satisfaction, but it's all we have for now." He said as a discrete rebel Toyota with a machine gunner on top arrived and let the crew get away. "If you like, you can aid us on the front. With their morale crushed, it won't be long now before the Ryk falls and we will finally have our freedom." He said as they made a rebel cry, firing their AK-47s in the air as they cheered, escaping with the tale of the death of the tyrant.

For the first time, things will be different.

"It is not satisfaction of honor of team, but it will do. Спасибо." The Heavy said as he put on his new hat, fitting barely on his head.

"Ah, guten tag, kameraden!" the Medic said, turning to Clarissa. "Mind if I have that video in 4Kp60fps format? I need it for my studies on human tolerance to pain, and obviously I want to abide by the Hippocratic when I can.. or, at least, when I want." The Medic laughed nervously.

[Valentine Z]

"Ah, guten tag, kameraden!" the Medic said, turning to Clarissa. "Mind if I have that video in 4Kp60fps format? I need it for my studies on human tolerance to pain, and obviously I want to abide by the Hippocratic when I can.. or, at least, when I want." The Medic laughed nervously.

Ahh, sure thing!
- Surveillant Clarissa Alanis Star Breya Annie Millie Taissa Butterfly Coraline Jolijn V. Clementine Harumi

Clarissa copied it to one of her smaller SD cards that she kept inside her head. After safely ejecting it, she handed it over to the Medic.

It's 100000p, actually. So you can see minute details here and there. Don't worry, the SD card is on me! I have a lot more inside me, haha!
- Surveillant Clarissa Alanis Star Breya Annie Millie Taissa Butterfly Coraline Jolijn V. Clementine Harumi

[Greater South]

”You’re...red...” She forced herself to look away, then turned back, unable to take the sight for more than a few seconds. ”It’s always so red...” She was able to let out a smile when Vixen approached, and consumed the soda as rapidly as always.

”Thank you! That helps!” She then faced Noel. ”Sorry! I’m bad at waiting!” When he gained a grin, through, she lost her own. ”You’re happy about it, aren’t you? I...” She stopped speaking there. What could she say? Nothing that would help anyone, it seemed. In the end, she settled on ending her statement with two words. ”You’re scary.”

He frowned and snapped at her ”Of course not! I was about as disgusted watching those idiots forget they could take that elsewhere as you! He took a deep breath in and out.

"Calm down, little man. She has brain of mere child. She is not used to these things." Heavy half-laughed.

"I don't think she has the brain of a child. I feel more she wants to hide her emotions. Something must have happened to her." The Spy explained

"Ah, guten tag, kameraden!" the Medic said, turning to Clarissa. "Mind if I have that video in 4Kp60fps format? I need it for my studies on human tolerance to pain, and obviously I want to abide by the Hippocratic when I can.. or, at least, when I want." The Medic laughed nervously.

Ahh, sure thing!
- Surveillant Clarissa Alanis Star Breya Annie Millie Taissa Butterfly Coraline Jolijn V. Clementine Harumi

Clarissa copied it to one of her smaller SD cards that she kept inside her head. After safely ejecting it, she handed it over to the Medic.

It's 100000p, actually. So you can see minute details here and there. Don't worry, the SD card is on me! I have a lot more inside me, haha!
- Surveillant Clarissa Alanis Star Breya Annie Millie Taissa Butterfly Coraline Jolijn V. Clementine Harumi

"Danke, mein freunde!" The Medic said as suddenly the Scout ran over and snatched it off the Medic while saying "Yoink!" in an immature manner. "Hey!"

"Oh, this is so goin' on LiveLeaks." The Scout said as he plugged it into his laptop with a sadistic smile on his face as Medic looked at him angrily

[The South Falls]

May sat near Gikochinai again, just listening. No sass, or suggestions, or stupidity. She just sat, and listened, smoking.

[Low bloods]

"I think you should sit this one out." Vixen said in a comforting tone that instantly got a little more aggressive with every word. Then hands her a towel

Oh yeah, by the way... can you recommend a drink to me? I want to forget ALL of this.
- Foresittend Marcus Alan Arielian Maximillian Swifty Felix Prometheus Vt. Lynx Artyom Haydn Reynolds

"I am many things, but not a miricle worker." Vixen said with a dull tone. His tail a bit more visible that most days, it showing signs of agitation,
Rather than the ideal calm and out of sight look.
He was looking around for about several things. And mixed them together. "Take a sip of this, but only a sip, it knocks even the most high of tolaranced of demons out for a week but it can put a human in a coma."

[Eien no Yorokobi]

Gikochinai frowned for a fraction of a second, before her expression turned neutral. Not happy, not sad. Which for her was the equivalent of a frown. ”I know the world isn’t always a nice place. But it still makes me sad when people choose to make it worse. Even if it’s for revenge. Especially if it’s for revenge! When you’re really brutal to people, either they give up...or they get even more desperate. You got more desperate. I think...I think being so brutal will only make things worse.” She sighed, then smiled. ”That’s just me though!”

Shen then answered Vixen. ”PTSD? I think you could call it that! Maybe! My day...let’s not talk about that either! Let’s talk about a nice day instead!”

She then replied to Noel. ”I’m sorry! I can’t help what I feel. Love, fear, joy...I can’t help it! And that’s good! It’s way worse when someone can help it for you! I probably shouldn’t talk about this! Let’s move on now!”