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capeandcowllogs2009-03-03 07:34 pm
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WHO: Sarah + Laura + later Kiden
WHERE: Kiden and Laura's place.
WHEN: March 2nd, right after this.
WARNINGS: Self harm. Oh and possibly Kiden's mouth idk.
SUMMARY: BAAAAAAAW
FORMAT: no
She had been listening.
She was ordered to wait in the room. Not to hurt anyone in the apartment. To rest, if she wanted. The last part was unusual. If she wanted?
She was not tired. Tried to sleep, regardless. It was an order.
But there was noise. Talking. Sharp and loud in her ears. So she listened. She heard every word. The crying, too.
She did not understand.
There were names she did not know. One was Kiden - the girl who was crying - part of the Facility? Unfamiliar. And Laura. Unknown.
They were talking about her, as well. She could tell. But she did not understand.
This was not the Facility. She could not leave the Facility unless there was a mission.
She was told she had a mission. Before being here. But she awoke here and she could not complete it. The Facility was not here. She had searched for it and failed.
She had failed. Then where was her punishment?
She had not been punished. Instead, she was here, with Doctor Kinney and this crying girl that she was not supposed to kill.
Wait in the room. That was the order. So she sat with back pinned against the wall, and listened.
She had been dragging her claws across the inside of her arm the whole time. Going over cross marks that had begun to fade. Thinking about Kimura breaking every bone in her body again and again and again because she failed.
Waiting.
WHERE: Kiden and Laura's place.
WHEN: March 2nd, right after this.
WARNINGS: Self harm. Oh and possibly Kiden's mouth idk.
SUMMARY: BAAAAAAAW
FORMAT: no
She had been listening.
She was ordered to wait in the room. Not to hurt anyone in the apartment. To rest, if she wanted. The last part was unusual. If she wanted?
She was not tired. Tried to sleep, regardless. It was an order.
But there was noise. Talking. Sharp and loud in her ears. So she listened. She heard every word. The crying, too.
She did not understand.
There were names she did not know. One was Kiden - the girl who was crying - part of the Facility? Unfamiliar. And Laura. Unknown.
They were talking about her, as well. She could tell. But she did not understand.
This was not the Facility. She could not leave the Facility unless there was a mission.
She was told she had a mission. Before being here. But she awoke here and she could not complete it. The Facility was not here. She had searched for it and failed.
She had failed. Then where was her punishment?
She had not been punished. Instead, she was here, with Doctor Kinney and this crying girl that she was not supposed to kill.
Wait in the room. That was the order. So she sat with back pinned against the wall, and listened.
She had been dragging her claws across the inside of her arm the whole time. Going over cross marks that had begun to fade. Thinking about Kimura breaking every bone in her body again and again and again because she failed.
Waiting.
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In the room, she could smell the sex, the scents of their bodies tangled together. Yet Kiden was upset.
Was that not what she was supposed to be doing?
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Laying there, staring at Laura's back, Kiden slipped into No Time. Just for a moment, just so that she could clear her head. The room was overtaken by a thick haze—nothing visible, nothing clouding; more of a feeling, really. She was in control, here. She could take her time, figure things out, and there'd be no one to interrupt her.
Of course, she always came back to the same conclusion: that there was nothing beyond what she already understood to figure out. Kiden sat up with a start, and swung her legs around the side of the bed, so that she was sitting next to Laura. Laura who—hell, Kiden didn't want to torment herself any more by staring through No Time at her.
Tapping Laura very lightly on the arm, Kiden shifted back into the regular time stream, and the air felt as heavy as it had moments before.
She turned her head to face Laura, and considered her words carefully.
“Look, Laura. I'm not sure what you think you sniffed out—an' I know how crazy your senses can be—but that's not something you should be thinking about doing. That you was different. Older. Definitely older. You shouldn't—don't ever feel as if you have to do that kind of thing for me. Or anyone, for that matter.
“It's just that I know you don't remember me, and I realise you don't understand what's going on, but I want you to be happy, Laura. To do whatever makes you feel comfortable.”
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What Kiden said was reminiscent of what Doctor Kinney had spoken of. She had given up trying to make sense of it already, although she paid attention to every word.
She looked down at the floor.
'Happy'.
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It was becoming more and more evident that nothing she was going to say would get through to Laura. Still, that didn't mean Kiden wouldn't be stubborn, and most likely end up making things worse; it wasn't worth giving up, just yet.
“Hey,” she said, and this time she did reach out and place a hand against Laura's shoulder, without so much as thinking about it, “What do you want to do?”