Snippet #1796798

Dazed and definitely confused

That was putting it in a mild manner for what Angelique was feeling right now, one minute she had been sleeping peacefully and the next someone hit her on the head, tied her up and force her into a darkness. Then there was strange man and woman, who spoke of warriors and the past, and death and orbs. She wanted at one point to put her hand up and ask a question but she couldn't because of the fact that they were tied behind her back. After the man and woman left the others were starting to get untied, and walked up to pick their orbs. Oh wait correct that, three had picked their orbs, one had digested it.

She couldn't help but to divulge a slight smirk at the character who in plain English was crazy. She didn't know how else to describe him, maybe daffy...like Daffy Duck like. Yeah she could picture him hitting himself on the head and hopping off the walls making funny noises. She felt her binds being cut and brought her hands to her front and rubbed her wrists before getting to her feet. After watching the reactions of the ones that stepped forward before her, she couldn't help but reflect on what if she didn't want to go forward and accept what someone else said was hers to begin with. No it wasn't doubt that made her hesitant, it was something else. The question that went unanswered before...what is so special about me.

After the younger looking boy had voiced the question of if what he just saw really happened, curiosity mixed with what the hell got the best of her. She stepped up to the orbs, looking them over until she got to a blood red one. She could fell in within her, it called to a feeling of strength that was completely foreign to Angelique. She reached out but as she went to touch it and feeling of wanting to back up and run almost came over her. She finished the reach and her hand went to the orb.

She watched the vision that appeared with mixed feelings, one of the first was please don' that annoying and very rude person to actually be me.. It was the end that got to her, as if she was staring into a mirror a figure pulled a dagger and stab her in her side. She felt weak-kneed but didn't crumble to the ground. She was confused again, had she killed herself, why did her killer look exactly like her. Then the thought entered her head and manifested itself there in a space of a minute, twin. It was the only logical thing she could think at the moment. It meant one of two things to her, she had at once upon a time a sister and she had done something to make that sister so angry that she felt the only recourse was to kill her. She felt her last words come back for a second...

"I forgive you"

She had actually forgiven her sister, and after reflecting on that for a moment a small smile came to her face, quickly vanishing before it wrinkled the area under her nose. She deposited the orb into her hoodie pocket and turned to survey the others. Daffy was trying to make friends with another girl, which seemed to be annoying said person to no end. She wasn't to sure about the other two men, so she bypassed them just on a gut feeling. However she stopped on the one she could have sworn whispered she had been a mother. It seemed like the safest bet, but then again she looked about as introvert as Angelique was herself.

Could make for a boring time if no one had anything to say.

However she stepped back away from the other orbs so any others could come forward a walked silently toward the other woman, "Um, just thought I would introduce myself to someone, I am Angelique." She didn't know whether to put her hand out for a shake or bow, so she did the latter. She might have been living in Japan a little to long.