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Post by ladyofmusic on Sept 18, 2016 12:52:40 GMT 10
Christine sat in the hospital bed within her ward, her large blue eyes looking around the room with a general disdain. She didn't need to be here, where ever here was, and she certainly didn't want to be here. She wanted to be outside again, away from people who can hurt you. Who will hurt you. Everyone was the same and everyone was untrustworthy
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Post by witch on Sept 18, 2016 13:08:23 GMT 10
Of course how could one think differently when it was all you knew? When each day was clouded with blood, suits of black and blue and thunder so loud it echoed in an almost otherwise empty room. Such was the life of one Emma White whose small body had known nothing but hardship, for not even the mice that she sheared her home with took pity on her instead using her legs and body for food....not that they'd get any other kind, not in the small darkened cell that was her home....jail.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Sept 18, 2016 13:14:16 GMT 10
Christine glowered at the door as it opened though her brow relaxed on seeing the stranger as they walked in. They were smiling at her, catching her off guard
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Post by witch on Sept 18, 2016 13:17:21 GMT 10
This being different to the entrance that Emma's stranger brought.
Back in the hospital, the smiling face belonged to that of one Dr Grey who was no stranger to a child's hardships in life, for she had raised three such children, none being of her own blood and she could see maybe a fifth in the making.
"Hello dear, how are you?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Sept 18, 2016 13:22:08 GMT 10
Christine stared at her, her face unchanging or moving in it's expression
Her keeper, the man who was meant to be her father, brought down the stranger, smirking "Here it is,"
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Post by witch on Sept 18, 2016 13:29:08 GMT 10
"It's alright dear, you won't be harmed." Dr Grey voiced trying not to be hurt by the young girls silence.
she had, after all, been through it before. Her middle child, Christine, had been a lot worse then this girl seemed. He hadn't spoken a word in a whole year before finally opening up a little so what was a few days give or take?
"IT?" the stranger questioned. "Does she not have a name? Or know to kneel before her master?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Sept 19, 2016 1:31:01 GMT 10
She inwardly rolled her eyes, how many times had she been told that lie, humans were incapable of causing anything but harm yet would insist on this stupid lie. The woman clearly thought she was an idiot to believe such thing's, she'd see, tonight she'd leave and be done with this place for good.
"You can name it, also she's too stupid"
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Post by witch on Sept 19, 2016 1:35:26 GMT 10
"I know what you're thinking" Dr Grace voiced softly sitting down on the bed. "You're thinking 'why should I trust you?' and you'd be right but think of it this way. I have not harmed you yet don't you think that if I where I would have done so, sted of dressing your wounds?"
"You're not stupid are you pet?"
Emma didn't move, didn't so much as blink her eyes instead glued to the two men AND the door.
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Post by ladyofmusic on Sept 19, 2016 1:38:10 GMT 10
Hmm, she did have a brain after all... Still, she'd be fixed up before only to be hurt twice as bad the next time. She drew her legs away from the stranger, brow furrowing.
"See, dumb as they come"
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Post by witch on Sept 19, 2016 1:42:32 GMT 10
"I see, you don't trust me. I understand, but just so you know leaving here will not help you. The streets are no place for a child now...would you like something to eat?"
"Hmm, just needs training is all. How old is she?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Sept 19, 2016 1:59:57 GMT 10
She remained silent, staring at her blankly, arms crossed
"I dunno, old enough
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Post by witch on Sept 19, 2016 2:03:40 GMT 10
"Shall I take that as a 'no' then? Dear it's alright to voice your concerns, it may even help though it is upto you of course but remain silent and no one can help you."
So she bleeds...old enough to be breed and...to have fun with...though it seems her body is still growing."
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Post by ladyofmusic on Sept 19, 2016 2:11:45 GMT 10
She snuffed at her, looking away, rolling her eyes. No one can help her because no one wants to, it'd be too much of a hassle for them to do so
"Yeah, I may have enduced her bleeding"
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Post by witch on Sept 19, 2016 2:22:01 GMT 10
"Well, I'll see you later then dear. Please, think about what I said. Maybe if you'd spoken out sooner some of the damage done wouldn't have happened."
"I see." he grasped onto her chin forcing her eyes to land purely on him. "Does my pet speak? Or has some other kitten got your tounge?"
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Post by ladyofmusic on Sept 19, 2016 2:32:20 GMT 10
At this she leapt up and pounced on her, snarling as she ripped, scratched, kicked and punched with all her might, eyes a flame with hate and rage
"I dunno, she may have learnt
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