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❝You still don't know your sin?
That in itself, is the sin.❞
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#8e009e ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #9e0010】
|| Jar of Hearts || Christina Perri ||
That in itself, is the sin.❞
【ɗιαƖσgυє cσƖσя:#8e009e ♙ тнσυgнт cσƖσя #9e0010】
|| Jar of Hearts || Christina Perri ||
"You're perfect just the way you are." Irina said softly, playing with a strand of Emma's blonde hair, different from the usual pink. It almost made her look sad, muted, a wallflower version of her typical exuberant self that was never afraid to let out that restless energy within. Hopefully the exercise would be enough of an outlet for that. "For the newbies, it's tense, many of people go home crying by Friday, because they can't wait to see their parents again after this harsh first week." Lise said, picking food out of her teeth with a toothpick. "It's extra rough at first, they do it to weed out those who are unsuitable." Irina understood, that was logical. "Once people get used to this new life, things will start evening out and we'll find a new normal." That was how people were, after all.
Someone came then, one of the boys, he was obviously already intimidated by the Opening Ceremony, and right now Emma was the easiest target, as the youngest girl that wasn't Lise. Irina wanted to step in but she knew that the best way for them to back off was if Emma grew fangs of her own and fought back. That was why Lise wasn't saying anything either, waiting for Miiko to strike - and their little friend did not disappoint. "If anyone's mean to you and I'm not here, tell me, okay?" Irina smiled reassuringly, because she knew she could beat anyone here in hand-to-hand combat, except maybe Lise, who despite being twelve, was apparently incredibly strong. "That boy sitting by himself, if you wanted a friend, you could pick him. Jonah, Roz said?" Lise shrugged. Jonah was sitting all alone, being small and weak-looking, he wasn't able to gain the respect of anyone, and he sat there eating all by his lonesome. As for Emma's final question, Lise just laughed, not confirming nor denying.
They were set up in a gym of sorts, with lines on either side. Conductor Roz was there, and he was almost positively grinning here. He had a gun in his hand, it appeared to be a large rifle, and his other hand held a whistle attached to his neck by a string. "It's time for a Pacer test." Irina remembered this from school in her time, and already her legs were aching thinking about the punishment that was to come. "This is to test everyone's fitness levels as of now! Just run as hard and as fast as you can to either side before the whistle blows, if you don't make it, you're out!" There was almost evil delight in his eyes. "Everyone, warm up, you have five minutes!" Lise was already doing leg stretches and arm stretches, Irina did the same. "You too, Emma, it's easier if your muscles are prepared for it."
And then, the first whistle, it was time for hell to begin. "Run like my bullets are behind you!" Roz shouted and they all ran. Lise was pacing herself, knowing her limits and her stamina - Irina was too, being careful not to use up too much of her energy at first. Her goal was to get at least past fifteen whistles. The problem was, while her body's muscles weren't bad at all, it was a fact that as Prisca, even as a light bearer, she had low stamina, she ran out of juice fast, so she needed to be extra careful. The grueling test was on it's way and Irina felt as if in order to maintain her image as the peerless ice princess, she had a duty to the deceased Irina to be at the top of the class.