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"Yes. It's open," Hakkai says. His voice is still flat and cold; the door is unlocked. When Ruka opens it, she'll find Hakkai, bruising coming up on his throat and one sleeve half-dyed in red, kneeling beside Avalon's crumpled form, his posture perfect but his hands lying useless on his knees.

He looks up at her.

"His neck is broken," he says with cool precision. "I came in here to ask him why he had been following me, he asked me if I felt guilty for my sister's death, and when I said that was personal and asked him if he'd lost someone he cared for, he attacked me with that quill."

He nods to a fallen quill halfway across the room, its sharp metal tip darkened with clotting blood.

"I took it from him, but he tried to choke me when I reached for my communicator, and I threw him off.

"He landed badly."

And Hakkai has no idea if he's about to be demoted or not.
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