versusnurture: (➵ don't you mess with me)
Expandprivate } ben & elena; cw fire imagery )

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[Everything is, in its own way, a production. Even this. She's posed herself carefully, sitting on her bed and framed in light from the window, so that she looks older, more poised than she feels. What she feels is afraid. Overwhelmed. Not ready.]

[But she has to be ready, which is why she makes herself smile like nothing and nobody can touch her anymore.]


I'm not as good at telling stories as Ben is. But I want to tell this one, if that's okay, because it's important to me. Some of you know it. If you do, I hope it's all right that I repeat it.

[She looks down for a moment, at her hands where they twist together in her lap, and then up at the camera. The smile reaches her eyes, now, because she can feel the strength coming, making her spine straighter and her breath come smoother.]

Just over two years ago now - two years ago for me - my dad died. He'd killed a bunch of girls who looked just like me, and I had helped him. Because I didn't know what else to do, mostly, and because if I didn't, he said he was going to kill me, too.

I didn't want anyone to know what I'd done. I didn't want anybody to think badly of me. I worked so hard to keep myself safe that I ended up killing somebody else, and then . . .

Some of you remember Hannibal.

[She clears her throat, forces her hands to flatten out on the bed beside her.]

It's so easy to trust the wrong person. It's so easy. I trusted so many of them, and I got so many people hurt. I want to apologize, but most of the people I hurt are gone now. For those of you who are still here, I'd take it back if I could. I'm sorry for making the wrong decision.

But I'm not sorry for surviving.

[Now her eyes blaze with confidence, her words coming stronger with every breath.]

Ben saved my life. You all saved my life. So thank you. I'm going now.

I'm going to kill Hannibal.

[She hopes beyond hope that he comes back here. But that part she won't say out loud, just biting her lip, smiling, waving - and killing the feed.]
versusnurture: (➵ if you wanna get out alive)
Expandrisen. arkin. )

spam } zero

[She doesn't expect visitors. She expects to be left alone for as long as Arkin decides to keep her down her. For the first day or so she honestly barely moves, just watching the others down here and trying to pick up from hints and whispers and, of course, the communicator what wicked things they might have done.]

[If someone does come to see her, she welcomes them over with a smile, neither shy nor ashamed - mostly just curious, eager for entertainment. She wants to know what's happening.]


voice } friday night

What are your favorite lullabies? I'm collecting them.

[In the background, the sound of crying. She doesn't sound affected by it, one way or another.]

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Abigail Hobbs

a perfectionist;

( one of those very smart girls who hasn't quite figured out that very smart girls grow up and know all the moves that they're making when they're trying to hide something )