As I walk this land of broken dreams.... [Complete.]
Character(s): Odessa, anyone in the base who ends up coming upstairs.
Content: Odessa's nightmares strike again.
Setting: Odessa's Bunker, Entry area/living quarters.
Warnings: Strong language, and a topless british woman throwing a fit.
Rarely did Odessa sleep peacefully....
Nightmares usually invaded on her slumber, and as she slept the remainder of the Solluna day away, the terrors arrived in their usual form.
Shadows in the ruins, shapes that weren't really shapes. Blood. So much blood. Screaming, and fire, and the acrid smoke of burning human flesh.
And something else. Something from before Solluna, something worse than death. The sound of ripping cloth, the feel of.. Something... Indescribably vile. Something her mind refused to process.
She awakened with a start, sweat dripping from her frame as she instinctively lashed out at a hulking shape in the dark with a sharp right hook, screaming.
"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!"
Her fist made contact with a solid, jagged surface and skin peeled away from muscle, neatly shaving a gash between her middle and third fingers on her right hand.
She whined and clutched her hand to her bare chest, staring owlishly at her assailant.
"Nnh...Fuckin' stellar job, girl....You just saved yourself from a god-fucking-damned table... Ah, bollocks that hurts..."
She sat there, clutching her hand, and stared down at her blanket-covered lap. She didn't move to stop the bleeding or even to get up. She just seemed to zone out, as if trying to remember just what had caused her to lash out... Something new in the nightmares...?
"....Fuck..."
Content: Odessa's nightmares strike again.
Setting: Odessa's Bunker, Entry area/living quarters.
Warnings: Strong language, and a topless british woman throwing a fit.
Rarely did Odessa sleep peacefully....
Nightmares usually invaded on her slumber, and as she slept the remainder of the Solluna day away, the terrors arrived in their usual form.
Shadows in the ruins, shapes that weren't really shapes. Blood. So much blood. Screaming, and fire, and the acrid smoke of burning human flesh.
And something else. Something from before Solluna, something worse than death. The sound of ripping cloth, the feel of.. Something... Indescribably vile. Something her mind refused to process.
She awakened with a start, sweat dripping from her frame as she instinctively lashed out at a hulking shape in the dark with a sharp right hook, screaming.
"GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!"
Her fist made contact with a solid, jagged surface and skin peeled away from muscle, neatly shaving a gash between her middle and third fingers on her right hand.
She whined and clutched her hand to her bare chest, staring owlishly at her assailant.
"Nnh...Fuckin' stellar job, girl....You just saved yourself from a god-fucking-damned table... Ah, bollocks that hurts..."
She sat there, clutching her hand, and stared down at her blanket-covered lap. She didn't move to stop the bleeding or even to get up. She just seemed to zone out, as if trying to remember just what had caused her to lash out... Something new in the nightmares...?
"....Fuck..."