Slang, a pretty but expressionless or unintelligent woman. I.e. "She's nothing more than a doll."
{ Bird Set Free | Sia }
Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ #66CDAA || Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #008B8B╚ ╝
Doll had grown bored of scribbles on paper. She wanted to do something, to see things. Something had gotten her mind reeling and so she stood from the windowsill, careful as to not wake Zero up. Doll ran down the hall, going to the library where she and Zero spent so much time. On her way there though, the Doctor's office door had been left opened and words were flitting out in angry sentences. "I need it ready by TONIGHT!" He roared, practically a lion warning others in his pride that predators were nearby. Doll watched from the doorway, she had never seen the Doctor show any emotion aside from the display he had put on by hugging Zero when they had arrived. If Doll didn't know any better, she would say that the calm exterior she knew the Doctor to be was a facade. It seemed as though by standing there, Doll realized she could possibly incur his wrath and so she attempted to tip toe away.
"Don't you dare move Ms. Loretta," he pointed to her with one hand, the other still holding the electronic device he had been screaming into. So Doll waited, standing in the doorway as he finished his conversation a bit quieter then before. When he was finished he ushered her inside, telling her to take a seat. Doll nervously sat on the edge of the chair, wound like a rabbit ready to spring should the tide turn. "I heard you had an attack," he spoke quietly, his words soft but his tone pointed. Doll flinched as though he had struck her and looked down, crinkling the fabric of her dress in her hands. "Yes," Doll admitted. "I did."
"Did you remember anything?" He asked. "No, I think more of memory is gone." The Doctor looked up in surprise. He quickly grabbed out his doctor bag, clearly alarmed. While he examined her, Doll continued speaking. "It was-everything came back and then-and then it was just gone again, but I can't remember this week."
"I think your body's natural defense against protecting you from trauma is to somehow lock up these memories in a part of the brain that you can't access." He returned his tools to his bag, pulling out something dreadfully familiar. Doll tensed as he stabbed the needle into her neck, plunging its contents into her body. "If anything changes, tell me immediately. Now run along," he didn't have to tell her twice. As soon as she was freed, Doll ran down the hall to grab the book she wanted from the library. It was among the pile Zero had attempted to give her before the chaos began. The book was exactly where she had left it. Once it was in her clutches, Doll went back to the room, flipping through it to find the picture. Once she had her inspiration she began coloring once more, both her and Zero, sitting on a large red sled.
He began to stir, Doll looked up, sliding off of the windowsill and onto the floor beside him. "Did you sleep well?"
{ Bird Set Free | Sia }
Dɪᴀʟᴏɢᴜᴇ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✦ #66CDAA || Tʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛ Cᴏʟᴏʀ ✧ #008B8B
Doll had grown bored of scribbles on paper. She wanted to do something, to see things. Something had gotten her mind reeling and so she stood from the windowsill, careful as to not wake Zero up. Doll ran down the hall, going to the library where she and Zero spent so much time. On her way there though, the Doctor's office door had been left opened and words were flitting out in angry sentences. "I need it ready by TONIGHT!" He roared, practically a lion warning others in his pride that predators were nearby. Doll watched from the doorway, she had never seen the Doctor show any emotion aside from the display he had put on by hugging Zero when they had arrived. If Doll didn't know any better, she would say that the calm exterior she knew the Doctor to be was a facade. It seemed as though by standing there, Doll realized she could possibly incur his wrath and so she attempted to tip toe away.
"Don't you dare move Ms. Loretta," he pointed to her with one hand, the other still holding the electronic device he had been screaming into. So Doll waited, standing in the doorway as he finished his conversation a bit quieter then before. When he was finished he ushered her inside, telling her to take a seat. Doll nervously sat on the edge of the chair, wound like a rabbit ready to spring should the tide turn. "I heard you had an attack," he spoke quietly, his words soft but his tone pointed. Doll flinched as though he had struck her and looked down, crinkling the fabric of her dress in her hands. "Yes," Doll admitted. "I did."
"Did you remember anything?" He asked. "No, I think more of memory is gone." The Doctor looked up in surprise. He quickly grabbed out his doctor bag, clearly alarmed. While he examined her, Doll continued speaking. "It was-everything came back and then-and then it was just gone again, but I can't remember this week."
"I think your body's natural defense against protecting you from trauma is to somehow lock up these memories in a part of the brain that you can't access." He returned his tools to his bag, pulling out something dreadfully familiar. Doll tensed as he stabbed the needle into her neck, plunging its contents into her body. "If anything changes, tell me immediately. Now run along," he didn't have to tell her twice. As soon as she was freed, Doll ran down the hall to grab the book she wanted from the library. It was among the pile Zero had attempted to give her before the chaos began. The book was exactly where she had left it. Once it was in her clutches, Doll went back to the room, flipping through it to find the picture. Once she had her inspiration she began coloring once more, both her and Zero, sitting on a large red sled.
He began to stir, Doll looked up, sliding off of the windowsill and onto the floor beside him. "Did you sleep well?"