all my friends tell me I should move on, i'm lying in the ocean, singing your song
Eyes narrowing, foot midstep, Lilith turns. A swift movement picks up a tray that finds its way out of a cell and into the little hallway between. A hand quickly grabs the broken tray that she had stepped on earlier. "My job is to make sure your little tiny heads don't go exploding all over the place." She taps a try on the glass, a small hollow sound replies. "Though mostly its to make sure that you've down your food..." Her eyes shifting half a second to Gabriel's cell and then back to Mirage. "Though I don't really have to worry about that with some." Her head tilts a little. "It's bothersome to know that each and every one of you have to eat..." An eyebrow twitches.
Lilith fell silent eyeing the girl. She reminded her a lot of herself. She could imagine herself sitting in that same spot only a few years ago. That sent a shiver down her spine and she recoiled almost immediately. She could feel the fire from all the eyes right then and their and she almost lost it, but she took a deep breath in and ran a hand through her hair. There was no way she would've stayed that positive like her. This gorgeous girl who sat patently behind a wall waiting, not a flaw on her tiny little head. It was amazing to see she hadn't gone insane...though she didn't really have a normal human brain anymore. She sighed...letting out a long gust of the sweet smell of aromatherapy slipping past her lips. Never affected her, but a small inhale could affect anyone. The color change from a white to a sweet purple to a light pink before a blue that vanished into the air that swirled around the room.
Lilith took a step forward eyes narrowing again. "I hope you know you've already climbed your way to unknown to number one on my list of hatred." If only their wasn't glass between the two. To short-circuit her, let the water seep through her wires and watch her crumble in pain, but there was glass between the two. If she could just misplace one little strand of hair she wouldn't look like an angel anymore. Her hands balled into fist and she found herself storming out of cell 7 with a huff. Almost tripping over her lazy cat who's tail puffed for half a second. She smiled a little before walking away slowly from the cell that haunted her memories. She headed towards the Mess Hall to drop off the trays she had collected from cell 7. Sometimes she hated being apart of this place, but there really wasn't anything else she could do except lose her mind and fall back into a cell of annoyance.
She tried making herself calm a little before entering the Mess Hall. She didn't want to look frazzled in any sort of way that would turn the alarms on in heads of people she didn't want. Steam could still imaginatively be seen when she walked into the room though. She dropped the trays off and was handed a fresh bottle of purified water straight from the fridge. Cool and clear and refreshing. She almost smiled as she pulled the cap off and let the water trickle down her throat. Almost calming to her. She crotched a let a little stream pour down for the cat who had a hard time finding where the water went. She smiled and picked the stray cat up and waltzed over to a table where two scientist sat. Nothing special and she kept her mouth shut and silent as she pulled a chair out and watched the two talk.
everytime i close my eyes it's like a dark paradise