folclor
Resident Cripple
Location: The Sith's quarters
Who I'm with: The Sith
What I'm doing: Um um um
Confused, mildly frustrated, Why'nn let herself be taken to the couch, gasping for air, her body shaking, going from fully visible to somewhat transparent. As the Sith spoke, Why'nn listened, but the words sent chills through her. It didn't help when the teacher touched her again. Why'nn sprang back, eyes wide in fear. "Wh-what are you...?" the girl stammered. Though she believed she knew what the teacher wanted, she was unsure. If this was anything like Llysi... Her heart was beating fast. It hurt, but she pushed herself to her feet and ran for the door. This wasn't training! Her breaths came in gasps and she was staggering, not entirely in control of her weakened body. 'No, no, not again, please not again! Gods please!' Tears flowed freely and she knew this was her one chance at escaping. If she didn't get out things would get bad. Her insides already felt like slowly rusting metal, a cold fear in her chest, numbing her mind. She had to get out. Had to get out! But she didn't cry out. No, she was quiet now. Llysi always said bad things happened if she screamed.
Who I'm with: The Sith
What I'm doing: Um um um
Confused, mildly frustrated, Why'nn let herself be taken to the couch, gasping for air, her body shaking, going from fully visible to somewhat transparent. As the Sith spoke, Why'nn listened, but the words sent chills through her. It didn't help when the teacher touched her again. Why'nn sprang back, eyes wide in fear. "Wh-what are you...?" the girl stammered. Though she believed she knew what the teacher wanted, she was unsure. If this was anything like Llysi... Her heart was beating fast. It hurt, but she pushed herself to her feet and ran for the door. This wasn't training! Her breaths came in gasps and she was staggering, not entirely in control of her weakened body. 'No, no, not again, please not again! Gods please!' Tears flowed freely and she knew this was her one chance at escaping. If she didn't get out things would get bad. Her insides already felt like slowly rusting metal, a cold fear in her chest, numbing her mind. She had to get out. Had to get out! But she didn't cry out. No, she was quiet now. Llysi always said bad things happened if she screamed.