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[quarkylass]

Characters: Jade Harley (AU) and YOU.
Setting: Floor 17.
Format: Starting in brackets, I'll change to suit you!
Summary: Perhaps writing down 'i really like it here' on that application was not a good idea...
Warnings: Paranoia due to GROUP B SHENANIGANS. Little girls attempting to starve themselves.


[ She's been in this floor for almost a day.

Though she knows from personal experience that if you don't sleep in your bed, you'll be forced to, Jade can't help but run away. Her dormmates watch her -- they don't sleep, she's sure of it. Yesterday she'd woken up in a panic and ran to found the first place she could think of -- that floor that everyone hated. No one would look for her there, of course.

She's curled up in the corner, watching the entrance religiously, ready to fight someone off if they try and take her back. ]

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[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

[Oh, look, there's someone over there. Ienzo finally looks up, expressionless as usual.]

...i was hoping... to do something. anything.

[But as it turns out, he was now doing exactly what he had been doing before, just with a slightly different backdrop.]

[quarkylass]

I understand.

[ She might be scooting a little closer. Certainly not to decide whether he's a spy, of course not. ]

[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

[Good, because he doesn't.]

[He does, however, notice her slight scooch towards him. If she goes any closer he may actually be forced to move for once this week, and go to a different corner of the room or something. But why did she move in the first place? She sounded so distrustful -- is this girl scared?]

[...He'd better not take any chances.]

[quarkylass]

[ She is terrified -- the movement stops when he doesn't say anything. ]

Um.

[tempustemporum.livejournal.com]

...what?

[The question came out more forcefully than he intended.]