[Thread; Waking Up]
Characters: Rinoa, OPEN
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: Rinoa wakes up in Alexandria prison and remembers what she's done. Open to visitors! Or, you know, anyone who might want to negotiate a release...
Location: Alexandria
Date: September 7th, 1804
Warnings: Rinoa has a panic attack.
Rinoa regretted waking up the moment she opened her eyes. She was cold and stiff, her body was aching all over and her head felt cloudy, like she had a really bad hangover. Groaning, she sat up and swung her legs over the mattress. Where was she?
In the second that it took for Rinoa to register the fact that she was in a dungeon, she remembered. Everything came flooding back: Ultimecia, teaming up with Seifer, kidnapping Squall and the rest of her friends... She felt as though her blood had turned to ice. Horrified, Rinoa sat transfixed, her hands gripping the metal frame of the bed so hard that her knuckles turned white. She'd tortured her friends. She'd torched Alexandria, sent in a group of innocent students as canon fodder, killed the Queen-
Each memory in itself was enough to send her reeling, but they just kept coming - the Alexandrian soldiers she'd killed, leaving Laguna to die trapped in Midgar, Squall's face when he realised she'd betrayed him, and Seifer with her too-
Her chest felt tight. She found herself gasping, but she couldn't breathe; everything was constricted; her throat had closed up and her body had gone numb. The prison cell seemed to close around her, like the dark itself was suffocating her, and the sheer panic Rinoa felt was so intense that she thought she might have a heart attack.
Oh God oh God what have I done-
One hand pressed to her fluttering chest, Rinoa stumbled forward and collapsed against the iron bars of her prison cell. She felt something smooth against her neck as she did so, and her hand flew up to clutch at a metal choker. Immediately she sensed something else which only increased her panic: there was something fitted to that collar, something which clouded her head, choking her, blocking her from using magic...
But thinking about magic only reminded Rinoa of all the terrible things she had used it for in the past few days. She began shivering uncontrollably, and though her throat felt dry she managed to cry out as she rattled the bars.
"Get me out! Get me out! Please!"
Unbeknownst to Rinoa, her cell had been well-guarded over the past few days and today was no different. The guards had noticed as soon as she had woken up, and one of them ran straight over to report to Zidane. The Sorceress was awake. Soon the whole castle would be in a stir.
Progress: Ongoing
Summary: Rinoa wakes up in Alexandria prison and remembers what she's done. Open to visitors! Or, you know, anyone who might want to negotiate a release...
Location: Alexandria
Date: September 7th, 1804
Warnings: Rinoa has a panic attack.
Rinoa regretted waking up the moment she opened her eyes. She was cold and stiff, her body was aching all over and her head felt cloudy, like she had a really bad hangover. Groaning, she sat up and swung her legs over the mattress. Where was she?
In the second that it took for Rinoa to register the fact that she was in a dungeon, she remembered. Everything came flooding back: Ultimecia, teaming up with Seifer, kidnapping Squall and the rest of her friends... She felt as though her blood had turned to ice. Horrified, Rinoa sat transfixed, her hands gripping the metal frame of the bed so hard that her knuckles turned white. She'd tortured her friends. She'd torched Alexandria, sent in a group of innocent students as canon fodder, killed the Queen-
Each memory in itself was enough to send her reeling, but they just kept coming - the Alexandrian soldiers she'd killed, leaving Laguna to die trapped in Midgar, Squall's face when he realised she'd betrayed him, and Seifer with her too-
Her chest felt tight. She found herself gasping, but she couldn't breathe; everything was constricted; her throat had closed up and her body had gone numb. The prison cell seemed to close around her, like the dark itself was suffocating her, and the sheer panic Rinoa felt was so intense that she thought she might have a heart attack.
Oh God oh God what have I done-
One hand pressed to her fluttering chest, Rinoa stumbled forward and collapsed against the iron bars of her prison cell. She felt something smooth against her neck as she did so, and her hand flew up to clutch at a metal choker. Immediately she sensed something else which only increased her panic: there was something fitted to that collar, something which clouded her head, choking her, blocking her from using magic...
But thinking about magic only reminded Rinoa of all the terrible things she had used it for in the past few days. She began shivering uncontrollably, and though her throat felt dry she managed to cry out as she rattled the bars.
"Get me out! Get me out! Please!"
Unbeknownst to Rinoa, her cell had been well-guarded over the past few days and today was no different. The guards had noticed as soon as she had woken up, and one of them ran straight over to report to Zidane. The Sorceress was awake. Soon the whole castle would be in a stir.