Original. Lokii/Niah. Jackie's Strength by Tori Amos.
The Day of Silence, a thank you to all who participated
Author/Artist of work: Emely
Title of work: Virgins Always Get Backstage.
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Original
Character/couple: Lokii and Niah
Song and Artist/Composer: Jackie's Strength by Tori Amos.
Song Number: #2
Disclaimer: The song 'Jackie's Strength' is property of the singer Tori Amos. Niah Spaidar is my own original character. Lokii Irekei is the original character of gabbiefiction
Virgins Always Get Backstage
"Anorexics are popular," Lokii muttered with disgust, rolling her eyes. Her blue eyes flitted over to Niah's tiny frame and her lips curled up in a half sad, half disgusted smirk, "so you'd have been quite welcome, of course."
Niah looked at Lokii, hurt by her words before bowing her head in shame. They hurt, but they were also truth. Ever since they were locked up in this prison city it was a constant feud to make enough to get by. Two years they had been separated, or had it been three? She stopped keeping count after a while but she took the couple seconds to do the quick math: they'd finally been caught when she was nearing her eighteenth birthday. She was about twenty-one years old (or so she believed, time seemed irrelevant here) so that was about five years, give or take a year. The ravenette couldn't quite decide whether time sped by here, or was awfully slow. The separation from her 'family' made it seem like that at times However the danger of this place made survival a constant fight: not only for food and shelter but this was a city full of criminals, a lock up, so obviously one must always be wary of others.
Niah wasn't certain how Lokii had survived but it must help that she had, had Riku with her--and from the tiny bundle the older girl carried in her arms it seemed that they must somehow have managed to find some sort of happiness within this hell. They had made a family, a real family. Ever since she'd left her home--no, even before that, she'd lacked family. At her home she'd lived on her own staying in one of the many schools that trained children from birth to moderate the cities to be perfect. After she had completed her training at the age of twelve her life had been a montage of going to work, returning home, taking that damned drug, studying, and then sleeping. There was no home there, no family there, except for Geno. But Geno had died, just another of the many deaths that stained her hands.
However when she was brought to these people: Orsted, Riku, Daisuke, and Id she had begun to feel that maybe she had found something after all. That feeling grew even more once Lokii had joined the group, the only other girl at the time. At first she had found Lokii a little annoying, she was a little too loud, a little too brass and upfront for her tastes but after a while she began to notice what an admirable quality that could be when in moderation (which, admittedly Lokii didn't always encompass but it wasn't terribly bad). It was Lokii was put up with her nasty temper, it was Lokii who helped her let go of the drugs that suppressed her emotions and then been there through the days when she'd been overcome with them all; most of which were guilt and depression. Lokii's strength, it was something unexplainable.
"So..what did you do?" Lokii asked, breaking Niah out of her reverie. They were back to the subject at hand. While Lokii may have had a different way to make money and Riku's hand to help Niah had been alone, as all the others seemed to be. They had been separated when they came here and it was only now after all these years that Niah found the first member of her old family. Despite her genius it was worthless here where there weren't even the sufficient tools to make anything worthwhile, and where no one would see past her pretty face to give her a chance to prove herself.
"I just waited on people..mostly." It was better then being on stage getting naked and dancing in front of all those people, wearing those embarrassing outfits that people somehow seemed to find attractive. Nurses, bunny-girls, princesses, angels. She'd seen them all, some downright strange, some downright gross.
Lokii nodded, she had never herself been to such a place but she wasn't naive and knew well about how they worked. Not much was a secret in this place. "Well I suppose we should be grateful you were never forced to do anything too bad, it could have been worse.” She murmured, rocking her baby slightly.
No, she never had to do anything like that at work, that was true…however. “I was never allowed backstage to see what it was like there, or even just clean it up.” She laughed, a cold hollow one which startled Lokii. She gave her friend a worried look, and wondered where on earth such a strange statement must have come from.
Author/Artist of work: Emely
Title of work: Virgins Always Get Backstage.
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Original
Character/couple: Lokii and Niah
Song and Artist/Composer: Jackie's Strength by Tori Amos.
Song Number: #2
Disclaimer: The song 'Jackie's Strength' is property of the singer Tori Amos. Niah Spaidar is my own original character. Lokii Irekei is the original character of gabbiefiction
Virgins Always Get Backstage
"Anorexics are popular," Lokii muttered with disgust, rolling her eyes. Her blue eyes flitted over to Niah's tiny frame and her lips curled up in a half sad, half disgusted smirk, "so you'd have been quite welcome, of course."
Niah looked at Lokii, hurt by her words before bowing her head in shame. They hurt, but they were also truth. Ever since they were locked up in this prison city it was a constant feud to make enough to get by. Two years they had been separated, or had it been three? She stopped keeping count after a while but she took the couple seconds to do the quick math: they'd finally been caught when she was nearing her eighteenth birthday. She was about twenty-one years old (or so she believed, time seemed irrelevant here) so that was about five years, give or take a year. The ravenette couldn't quite decide whether time sped by here, or was awfully slow. The separation from her 'family' made it seem like that at times However the danger of this place made survival a constant fight: not only for food and shelter but this was a city full of criminals, a lock up, so obviously one must always be wary of others.
Niah wasn't certain how Lokii had survived but it must help that she had, had Riku with her--and from the tiny bundle the older girl carried in her arms it seemed that they must somehow have managed to find some sort of happiness within this hell. They had made a family, a real family. Ever since she'd left her home--no, even before that, she'd lacked family. At her home she'd lived on her own staying in one of the many schools that trained children from birth to moderate the cities to be perfect. After she had completed her training at the age of twelve her life had been a montage of going to work, returning home, taking that damned drug, studying, and then sleeping. There was no home there, no family there, except for Geno. But Geno had died, just another of the many deaths that stained her hands.
However when she was brought to these people: Orsted, Riku, Daisuke, and Id she had begun to feel that maybe she had found something after all. That feeling grew even more once Lokii had joined the group, the only other girl at the time. At first she had found Lokii a little annoying, she was a little too loud, a little too brass and upfront for her tastes but after a while she began to notice what an admirable quality that could be when in moderation (which, admittedly Lokii didn't always encompass but it wasn't terribly bad). It was Lokii was put up with her nasty temper, it was Lokii who helped her let go of the drugs that suppressed her emotions and then been there through the days when she'd been overcome with them all; most of which were guilt and depression. Lokii's strength, it was something unexplainable.
"So..what did you do?" Lokii asked, breaking Niah out of her reverie. They were back to the subject at hand. While Lokii may have had a different way to make money and Riku's hand to help Niah had been alone, as all the others seemed to be. They had been separated when they came here and it was only now after all these years that Niah found the first member of her old family. Despite her genius it was worthless here where there weren't even the sufficient tools to make anything worthwhile, and where no one would see past her pretty face to give her a chance to prove herself.
"I just waited on people..mostly." It was better then being on stage getting naked and dancing in front of all those people, wearing those embarrassing outfits that people somehow seemed to find attractive. Nurses, bunny-girls, princesses, angels. She'd seen them all, some downright strange, some downright gross.
Lokii nodded, she had never herself been to such a place but she wasn't naive and knew well about how they worked. Not much was a secret in this place. "Well I suppose we should be grateful you were never forced to do anything too bad, it could have been worse.” She murmured, rocking her baby slightly.
No, she never had to do anything like that at work, that was true…however. “I was never allowed backstage to see what it was like there, or even just clean it up.” She laughed, a cold hollow one which startled Lokii. She gave her friend a worried look, and wondered where on earth such a strange statement must have come from.