A new arrival.. (Open to all) Apr 5, 2013 0:01:14 GMT -5
Post by larina on Apr 5, 2013 0:01:14 GMT -5
Larina could truly say she had never woken up in a more strange or unfamiliar state in her entire two decades of existence.
The first thing that she noticed when she felt her consciousness being dragged into a state of awareness, was that her vision was seriously messed up. Her normally excellent Shifter eyesight was now blurred, hazy and grey in the outer areas of her scope of sight. This resulted in an onset of forced blinking, as well as squeezing and un-squeezing her eyelids, coming after this recognition of hazy vision. After roughly twenty seconds or so of trying to sharpen her vision, her conscious thoughts really began to kick in, and thus, she began to realise where she actually was. It was dark, cold and hauntingly empty, and it was then that Lee realised she was lying, sprawled out on her side with her head resting on her arm. She also quickly noticed that what she was lying on was cold, hard stone, and that three sides of her surroundings were composed of thick, metal bars, while the other side being made of solid stone.
With a soft moan, she hauled herself up into a sitting position; her arm muscles protesting with an ache as she did so, and she then pulled her knees up against her chest, grateful to see her clothing looked very familiar.
Her vision had now returned to normal, so with her stormy, Irish blue eyes widened, she really took in her new surroundings, just as the memories of how she had ended up being dragged into the holding cells came slamming into her mind.
People in uniforms, shouting, screaming, gun shots.. Mum...
She remembered it all; how the scientists and military-type officials smashed their way into her lifelong home, how her Father was cuffed and dragged outside to an unknown fate, and how her Mother had been murdered with three, deafening gunshots. Larina pulled a hand up to her mouth, even though it was unneeded, for no sound accompanied the warm, salty tears that dripped down her cheeks.
She remained like this for a few minutes; silently crying out her shattering grief, completely lost in her own despair.
Although, it wasn't long after this that another of her emotions kicked in; fear. With this new thought, Lee quickly began to shove herself backwards until she felt her back touch the cold, rough stone wall of her cell. Her heart rate had increased quite a bit and her chest heaved when she breathed. It was a common experience for the Shifter; she had experienced issues with worry and anxiety from the age of around 14, and so she knew that keeping calm was a top priority. For if she was unable to contain her anxiety, anything from excruciating chest pain to panic attacks would overcome her body, making her even more vulnerable than she already was.
So, Lee closed her eyes, put her head between her legs and put her hands in her long, wavy brown hair, all the while concentrating on keeping her breathing normal. She stayed in this position, and it was in that position that her keen ears picked up the sounds of others, somewhere a little distance away from her, and it made her nervous that some of the sounds were very animal in their nature, with a tone of pain and anger mixed in. She also heard a set of passing footsteps, so she raised her head and tried to peer into the dimly lit area surrounding her, continuing to do so even after the footsteps went silent.
With an expression of tense worry on her face, and damp, sparkling eyes, Larina watched for any hint of movement in the dim expanse of the cells.
What the hell happens now?