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The girl who dreams on the back of a giant space turtle.
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Penelope sniffled once as her tears stopped flowing and her hands came off of her face.

"O... Okay..." she mumbled, her voice weak.

She stood, her friends helping her up. They were right, of course they were. She needed to avoid going up to people she couldn't at least put a name to, and she needed to stay focused on the task at hand.

She took a deep breath, before sighing and releasing her built up tension. "I'll... I'll try to be more careful from now on."

She sniffled again, her heart still weighing her down, the gentle breeze feeling like gale force winds. She wrapped her arms around Raina in an effort to comfort herself before continuing, her voice quiet. "We should probably like... actually rest, before we move on. Let's just... sit down, eat a bit, and talk about stuff... yeah?"

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Penelope lay in the grass, staring up at the sky, the group having run out of things to say several minutes ago.

She sat up, looked both Raina and Ben over, and spoke. "Alright, I think we've all gotten enough rest. Let's head out to find Johnny."

Standing up and getting her things in order, Penelope turned towards the direction of the warehouse.

"I'll lead the way!" She chirped, her peppiness having returned once again.

And with that, she left.

((Penelope Fitzgerald continued in Drawn To The Blood))
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