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Post by Beatrice Akahito on Dec 25, 2015 23:07:28 GMT
Beatrice looked down at her cellphone with a neutral expression. Two missed calls. One belonged to a classmate who had just phoned her five minutes ago. Probably wanting to ask where the hell she was. And another call that she recieved just this morning. It was none other than her own mother. She had deleted her mom's phonenumber ages ago when she was taken in by Ellis.
Abandoned by her own parents just because they couldn't handle her. And she sure was pissed at them for that. But, the call was accompanied by a tekst, soon after. Asking to see her ASAP. She wanted answers. And answers right about fucking now. So the best idea she could come up with was to sneak out the Jade Dragon resort, get on the nearest airplane and get the fuck out before Ellis even noticed there was sixty six thousand yen missing from her account. Two minutes past one. With a slow sigh, the young fulbringer leaned back against the seat she was sat in. She'd have to check in at the nearest terminal in roughly ten minutes. She closed her eyes briefly. Doubt slowly creeping into her conciousness. Was this really a good idea? Perhaps she should've told Ellis that she wanted to leave. Ask her what to do. Because she wanted answers. But she also didn't want to see her parents. Beatrice shook her head slowly. She had to do this alone.
A voice that crackled through the airport called her attention. She was able to check in and board. Did ten minutes pass already? She sat up slowly, grabbing her bag and walking to the required terminal.
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Post by Beatrice Akahito on Dec 26, 2015 0:20:41 GMT
Theme: One final outpostHer eyes were glazed over, blood trickled from her lips. The past two days on the airplane were just a distant memory. Arms sprawled across the floor, resting in a puddle of her own sticky blood, mixed with the sand. Just how the fuck did it all escalate to this? Slowly, a claw closed around her waist, pulling her up from the bloody puddle. She was too weak to resist and hung lifeless in the claws of the monster. A hollow that was just a tad too fire resistant. And grounded. How fucking convienient. Her eyes rolled to the back of her skull as she was picked up. Too weak. Too wounded. Having just survived a crash from an airplane above Iran. Her face was levelled with the hollow's mask. A loud roar resounded from the hollow. "Oh.. You just shut.. The fuck up!" She yelled out. And all of a sudden, a piece of debris from the crashed plane loosened, slamming down on the hollow and crushing it completely, causing Beatrice to smack down against the floor, more blood being coughed up as she was flat on her back, clothes burned, some of her bones broken. But she was alive. For now. She panted slowly. It wouldn't take long if she were to actually die. Be it due to the heat or due to bloodloss. Either way. This was the shittiest death imaginable.
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