Just another piece of that always fragmented dream...

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[She has finally settled snugly into her room, hiding from the cold under her covers, sketching quietly and contently. It's been a while she's she's attended to her art, and for not so enjoyable reasons. Thankfully, she has fresh bandages on her arms and legs, and has made sure to lock her door, lest any unwelcoming figures come to disturb her peace of mind.

She yawns a little. A couple of nightmares have been keeping her up the past few nights, and has never been able to compensate her loss of sleep. Maybe now she'll get her peace and quiet.]





[ooc: or not (*bother*). wouldn't be too surprised if one or two knew how to get past locked doors here. hm?]

Comments

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

[frowns]

Saix? Is one of them after you?

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[Nods again, much more slowly now with a downcasted look on her face.]

One attacked me pretty badly...so I'm trying to stay clear of him...

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

[only notices the bandages and frowns more]

...was he in berserk mode when that happened?

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[Looks up at him when he asks that.]

Y-yeah...he was actually.[Tilts her head.]

I'm guessing you know one?

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

....when I was in the Organization, yes.

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[Organization?--Stiffens up a little when she hears that.]

S-so you're familiar with...t-them...

[Attempts to cover her apparent apprehensiveness by looking down at her sketchbook, holding her pencil a little too tightly.]

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

[sighs. don't mind him not leaving immediately. just puts his hands in his pockets, looking down]

Yeah. I was XIII.

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[Nods slightly as if to show understanding or comprehension of some sort.]

You're not one of them...a-anymore though?

[If he's truly an ex-member, then it might not be so bad.]

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

[small, hollow laugh]

A traitor if there ever was one.

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[Relaxes and lets a smile grow on her face.]

Should I assume I'm not the only hated one then?

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

I don't know why they'd hate you, but sure, let's go with that. Every member would probably try to kill me at first sight.

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[Shakes her head and shrugs.]

I made him extremely upset, I guess....

[Kill, huh?]

Trust me, that experience is worse than you think.

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

Been at the end of weapons more times than anyone.

...how long have you been cooped up here?

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[yawns~]

A few days. I haven't been out much unless I need the bathroom or some food.

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

[looks at her. frowns]

While injured?

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

Yeah...

[Small pause.]

I guess you could say, partly because of my injuries as well.

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

Do you know how to use the Corridors? It can make moving easier.

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[Shakes her head.]

The 'Corridors'? No...

what exactly do you mean by that?

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

[makes a portal.]

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[Jumps a little. She hasn't seen much of those within her time here.]

[Small smile.] That looks convenient, but unfortunately I don't have any powers like those.

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

Aren't you a Nobody?

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[Actually smiles, although it seems somewhat sad.]

I guess you could call me that.

But where I'm from, everyone's normal. De-specialized, if you will. The only ability I actually have is drawing, which isn't classified as particularly useful.

Logic, I can has it

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

You mean....no one in your world have powers?

lol, 's good to has

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[Shakes her head.]

Nope.

[Chuckles slightly.]

Made me stand out even less. There's no one extraordinary where I was, and being the silent artist, you never get much attention or power of any kind.

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

[pause. he's so used to people having powers.]

...no wonder you couldn't get away fast enough.