[So. Meril is in a state. A state of panic and fear and grief that has compromised her ability to think rationally. Her focus, her one burning desire, is to find her bandmates and make sure they are safe. To that end, she has no patience and no tolerance for anything that keeps her from that goal.]
[Which is why the petite but strikingly strong woman slams her shoulder directly into the box that blocks her path, then shoves hard with her forearm. The idea that it might be occupied doesn't occur to her until the very moment it's too late to do anything but regret her choices.]
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[Which is why the petite but strikingly strong woman slams her shoulder directly into the box that blocks her path, then shoves hard with her forearm. The idea that it might be occupied doesn't occur to her until the very moment it's too late to do anything but regret her choices.]