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notconflicted) wrote2012-07-30 05:25 am
notconflicted) wrote2012-07-30 05:25 am
Room 327- Monday after classes
Since she'd been out of contact for a bit, Sia had decided that she would send a message home today. She wasn't doing very well with it, frowning at her datapad and having only decided what not to say. She wouldn't include anything about what had happened this past week. It wasn't that she wanted to stay here when she could be doing other things back there, but she didn't want anyone trying to pull her from school based on something that hadn't really happened.
Except that it had and she remembered it all too well.
There was a lot to think about today. The fact that last week had felt a lot like a condensed, very pink version of what she dealt with back home, being exposed to more violence than she was used to, getting a dose of what might happen to her if she was ever caught, not to mention having nearly three days of mortality under her belt at fifteen... No one said they were particularly good thoughts. Perhaps she would tell Elke at least what had happened, eventually, but not until she'd had a chance to work through it.
[Door and post open! SP while at work but I'm totally awake now and I want aftermath, dammit.]
Except that it had and she remembered it all too well.
There was a lot to think about today. The fact that last week had felt a lot like a condensed, very pink version of what she dealt with back home, being exposed to more violence than she was used to, getting a dose of what might happen to her if she was ever caught, not to mention having nearly three days of mortality under her belt at fifteen... No one said they were particularly good thoughts. Perhaps she would tell Elke at least what had happened, eventually, but not until she'd had a chance to work through it.
[Door and post open! SP while at work but I'm totally awake now and I want aftermath, dammit.]