You're a big girl Evangeline, you can do this.
The Elezen bites her lip as she looks down, a sick feeling rising unbidden from her stomach as she does so.
You asked for this, remember? This is what you wanted.
It had finally hit her. All at once, as she looked down at the embroidered unit insignia and packet of orders on the bed. She was chained. Her vision swims and she breathes heavily for a moment, not sure if she wants to vomit or cry.
You asked for this! The voice in her head keeps assisting You left the Rose!
She braces herself against the bed and waits, her breath slowing and vision clearing as the panic subsides. She was chained, yes, but not domesticated. Releasing a breath in a long shuddering exhale, she forces herself to pick up one of the patches, running her fingers over the stitching.
"Well... as dogs of the state go, they at least don't seem so bad." Taking the patch she pins it to the shoulder of her robe. Later on she'll have to speak to that tailor about getting it sewn on. Standing up she heads out of the cramped barracks room.
"Time to see what sort of breakfast a dog eats."
The Elezen bites her lip as she looks down, a sick feeling rising unbidden from her stomach as she does so.
You asked for this, remember? This is what you wanted.
It had finally hit her. All at once, as she looked down at the embroidered unit insignia and packet of orders on the bed. She was chained. Her vision swims and she breathes heavily for a moment, not sure if she wants to vomit or cry.
You asked for this! The voice in her head keeps assisting You left the Rose!
She braces herself against the bed and waits, her breath slowing and vision clearing as the panic subsides. She was chained, yes, but not domesticated. Releasing a breath in a long shuddering exhale, she forces herself to pick up one of the patches, running her fingers over the stitching.
"Well... as dogs of the state go, they at least don't seem so bad." Taking the patch she pins it to the shoulder of her robe. Later on she'll have to speak to that tailor about getting it sewn on. Standing up she heads out of the cramped barracks room.
"Time to see what sort of breakfast a dog eats."
