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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 ||
What Prisca needed was a bit of magic, some witchcraft and sorcery in order to create a perfect happy ending for herself. Clutching the plastic black rose to her chest, she hopped out from the bush, magic would give her strength, magic would give her the bravery to do what needed to be done. If Essie ever asked how he disappeared, Prisca would call it magic, it's not like she did it, it was magic! The switchblade was sharp but Callum was faster and he grabbed her wrist. It was the middle of class, he came out for a smoke, and Prisca was waiting, having memorized his pattern, and she attacked. "The hell are you doing." Callum glared hard at her - none of that idle curiosity he had before. "This is dangerous, you're insane." Prisca growled, she tried to stab again but he was a vigilante that fought against the American Government and she was just a normal girl, there was no way she could win.
"I have to! I have to, or you'll make Essie into one of you, you'll make her go off and-" He clasped a hand around her mouth to shut her up, because if anyone found out, it was game over for the resistance. "Unless you want me to kiss you to shut you up, stop talking." Prisca bit and forced his hand off. "Essie can't get involved with that dangerous stuff." Her stone grey eyes were almost glowing with hatred. "She just needs to stay with me, safe and happy, we just need you gone!" She tried stabbing again but Callum was faster and he pulled the blade out of her hands and pocketed it with little effort. "Don't try this again, not unless you want me to show this evidence to Essie." Callum glared hotly at his enemy - he once wanted to help break her shell, to make her a friend... but that was impossible now. "She won't forgive you." Prisca needed stronger magic, she needed more drastic measures in order to protect the happy world she and Essie had for so long now.
This unsightly monster needed to disappear...
Was it really okay to call this morning? The wake up bell was loud and blaring, there was no way anyone could sleep through this unless you were deaf, in which case you wouldn't be hear anyways. Or if you were a Spirit. Irina and Emma had a plan of course, the bed was filled with pillows and of course, her own white pajama dress, they would wake up ten minutes before the wake up alarm at 0500 to summon her and then pretend to be asleep. This plan was risky but it was the best they had until they could contact Jellyfish at Sam's house this weekend. "Good morning..." Irina groaned, already wearing her white gown. "I'm ready for a good day today."
It hurt to remember just how awful she was in her past, even now, even if she still hated Callum, the truth was that she really was the villain then. She should have just - there were so many different things she could have done, and yet she shut off her future and chose the wrong thing. Today was learning and memorizing the Soldier Handbook, guidelines of war, and of course, the Capitol City Code of Conduct, on how to fight with honor and humanity. But remembering how some soldiers had tried to violate them in Contralto, Irina couldn't help but wonder how much the lesson actually stuck.