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eunoias2012-05-19 03:38 am
neverwavering) wrote in eunoias2012-05-19 03:38 am
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Who: Varon and Resa/Esmerelda Vanuatu
What: Resa meets one of the Swordsmen for the very first time.
Where: Doma Stronghold
When: First year of Doma
No matter what the reason was, Resa would not come out of her room. The curtains were closed, the sheets wrapped around her as she stared lifelessly at the area of the bed.
Ever since she left Bridgeport, nothing changed. She was still the quiet, strange girl who would be suppressed with every drug known to man and was abused even beyond the point of recognition. Still, she would keep her mouth shut unless if she wanted to be subjected to even more tests and harm. The blanket hid the fact that she was paler than normal, as well as malnourished from the mistreatment she faced.
Soon, she flopped back and rolled over, still staring rather lifelessly at the walls that surrounded her. She wasn't told that she could go out, so she didn't. She wasn't told to get up and do this task, so she didn't. And so, she languished still as her mind worked against her to drive her further into psychosis.
Though, she didn't realize that her door was open just a crack. And that crack would be enough for anyone to hear a faint, quiet voice.
"Why..."
What: Resa meets one of the Swordsmen for the very first time.
Where: Doma Stronghold
When: First year of Doma
No matter what the reason was, Resa would not come out of her room. The curtains were closed, the sheets wrapped around her as she stared lifelessly at the area of the bed.
Ever since she left Bridgeport, nothing changed. She was still the quiet, strange girl who would be suppressed with every drug known to man and was abused even beyond the point of recognition. Still, she would keep her mouth shut unless if she wanted to be subjected to even more tests and harm. The blanket hid the fact that she was paler than normal, as well as malnourished from the mistreatment she faced.
Soon, she flopped back and rolled over, still staring rather lifelessly at the walls that surrounded her. She wasn't told that she could go out, so she didn't. She wasn't told to get up and do this task, so she didn't. And so, she languished still as her mind worked against her to drive her further into psychosis.
Though, she didn't realize that her door was open just a crack. And that crack would be enough for anyone to hear a faint, quiet voice.
"Why..."