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realityshifted2008-08-05 10:14 pm
ambitious-woman.livejournal.com) wrote in realityshifted2008-08-05 10:14 pm
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05 - Masks
[She does not, possibly, even intend to be here.
A bed appears, within in the form of a woman with skin paler than the gold of her hair. The bedding is decadent, the bedframe artfully crafted and truthfully -- she does little to compliment it in this particular moment. She is in her dressing gown, bundled within it as if there is a chill.
The barber is unseen, but his work is clearly visible. Her right wrist is freshly cut, veins stark against her skin. For her own health, of course. Only the best care, only to make her better.
The bowl with her expelled blood is there but covered, and on a small table next to her bed rests money. Trinkets of admiration from her king for being strong, for a job well done.
No, she does not intend to be here at all, and her mind wanders. It is merely the alternative to where she would not be at all.]
A bed appears, within in the form of a woman with skin paler than the gold of her hair. The bedding is decadent, the bedframe artfully crafted and truthfully -- she does little to compliment it in this particular moment. She is in her dressing gown, bundled within it as if there is a chill.
The barber is unseen, but his work is clearly visible. Her right wrist is freshly cut, veins stark against her skin. For her own health, of course. Only the best care, only to make her better.
The bowl with her expelled blood is there but covered, and on a small table next to her bed rests money. Trinkets of admiration from her king for being strong, for a job well done.
No, she does not intend to be here at all, and her mind wanders. It is merely the alternative to where she would not be at all.]
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Louis believes he knows what I need as well.
[the injured wrist moves to rest between them as proof]
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[words are harsh, but he's pretty obviously distressed by this situation]
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...are you telling me I should not try?
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[he's not experienced with psychic medicine and he immediately stops his actions upon feeling her nausea. There's a slight panic when he realizes he doesn't know what to do here]
And I know you, well, you won't give up.
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[she does not quite realize that he already has, every sensation is slightly delayed]
Stop making me feel something I would not. I feel enough already.
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[an allowance]
But would such things help you?