_____[Vanessa Courtez]
[Theme of the Day]: [x]_____
Vanessa's eyes were closed as cold, painful tears dripped from beneath her eyelids. RIN was a harsh reminder of the very life Ness had come here to escape. Like a vicious slap across the face, the psychic realized she could never escape her past; not here, not anywhere. With a haggard breath, Vanessa opened up her blurry eyes as a few more tears dripped down to ripple the water. As it broke over the surface, a vision passed over her eyes, but not of the future...of her own bloody past.
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Chains. They rattled like snakes against her wrists and ankles, each bound to those in front of her, and those behind her. Her own kind, which of them were deemed useful enough, anyway, strung up like animals, and likewise being herded into the hull of a ship. Despite their vast knowledge, they had never been in space before. The peaceful race had easily been taken over; many killed, many fled, and only a few had been captured for some unexplained purpose, Vanessa among these few. She was only 11 years old, though among her race, she might as well still be a 4 year old. Perhaps this was why the events beforehand, what good she knew of her home world, had been buried deep in a recession of her mind, now hardly accessible to the grown woman weeping over a hot spring. It was simply too painful to bear after what came next.
Space. She had never seen the stars close up before, and the sight simply took her breath away. It was stunning, beautiful, and magnificent in ways she couldn't put into words. For a moment, it took her fear away. For a moment, she felt excitement. The white dots twinkling amongst the infinite black reflected in her own silver gaze.
Darkness. Infinite, abysmal, inescapable. Upon arriving to her new home, she had been thrust into blackness with no information. The chains still clamped around her wrists, she was stuffed into a small cell, though she couldn't make out the dimensions of it. There was not a sliver of light to be found from anywhere, but her own gleaming eyes; it did her nothing. All she knew were the sounds around her, coming from other cells identical to her own. The rattle of chains, cries, screams, and howls from other creatures she'd never see the face of; not here, anyway. She never knew a greater terror...not yet
Pain. When she was finally dragged into the light, which had become offensive and harsh to bear, it became associated with nothing but the most excruciating pain. It always came in different ways. Different instruments, different scenarios, different guards, and different doctors. The result was always the same. Thick sobs, oozing blood, timeless blackouts, and crippling agony. Conditioning of the worst kind, and she never understood the purpose of it, not until it was far too late. These occurrences were frequent and extensive, to the point where the darkness became a reprieve, a refuge...but even then, the hurt, the fear, it always lingered. Because it would always come again.
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The memories came in flashes, muddied together, and too quick for her to pick apart, not that she would want to. Vanessa was wheezing by this point, for her lungs had restricted so much. She felt nauseas, as if she were still stuck in that horrible prison. A heavy hacking noise came from her as she coughed heavily, squeezing her eyes shut as a thin stream of tears broke against her cheek to drip against the rock she clutched to so desperately. Her head lowered slightly, causing her long ivory strands to fall over her shoulder, and dangle dangerously close to the water beneath her. Slumping back on her heels, Vanessa let her body weight finally collapse into the moss beneath her, and her cheek pressed itself firmly into the rock her fingers were embedded in. She was having a bad panic attack, and it took her a few more minutes with her eyes closed for her breath to finally relax a bit. Only when her breathing had become deep, and slow, did she dare open her eyes once again.
After she blinked through a few more tears, her silver eyes finally focused on her surroundings. Her gaze only held in the brilliant green of the pseudo forest surrounding the spring when she caught a thick ball of black. Silver eyes swiveled the slightest bit upward from her angle of sight to take in Martin's small form, staring intently at her. She stared at him dumbly for a moment, blinking once as she matched his feral gaze.
"Martin," she said abruptly, trying to force her body up, but she quickly realized that was far too much effort. Instead, her muscles relaxed slightly, and her fingers finally pulled out of the rock so she could curl her arms in closer to her chest. Her cheek remained against the rock as she said, "What do you want?" The words came out more snappy than she intended, but only because she was embarrassed and felt as vulnerable as a mouse under the cat's intense gaze. She seemed to realize her harshness immediately however, as a small blush of further embarrassment stained her wet cheeks.
"I-I mean...it's just..." she stuttered sheepishly, before her gaze fluttered down to glare at some mossy tree-roots instead of his intense eyes. They were a bit too much for her to take at the moment. "Sorry," she mumbled, like a child being reprimanded for slapping their sibling.
((OOC: Song changed again, to fit along sadly with the broken flashbacks. Hanyo, I love your new avi and how it looks like RIN! Zelic; hope Martin is prepared to handle the crazy ball that Vanessa is wink ))