Post by Alicia Maine on Jul 7, 2017 2:28:08 GMT -5
This was absolutely humiliating. To suffer again and again of the constant losing streak, and by a means in which she had no control over. Never did Alicia had to endure such a misery of all her li....... well she did a lot. Before it would have been insufferable, but now, it became just an annoyance. An irritating annoyance that she couldn't grasp the concept of any of it. Though, she had to admit that seeing the other girl enjoy herself over something as irritating as this was indeed enjoyable. Actually, it was the first time she ever played a video game, let alone have an experience such as this. The first time in......ever, really.
Looking back at her own life, Alicia never had the opportunities that most of the Vandenreich here had. The capability to spend time with their family and friends, to learn in an environment that is both safe and proactive for them. Alicia had none of those things. Each one of those experiences were replaced with pain, suffering, death, laughing, killing, and just a spiraling void of what the world really is. None of them were that of fun filled adventures or talkative conversations. Her life was void of such things, and as it continued on as such. The only happiness that she could feel was those moments that made her heart race. Only during those moments of emotionally intense moments did she feel alive. Surprisingly enough, this moment stirred some of those buried emotions.
Despite being kissed, despite its warmth, she couldn't only feel the tongue of those vile men that defiled her again and again. Her entire body was that of a monument of her entire life. Looking at Jyuria, she could have been more like her should her upbringing had been different. If it was, would she have turned out like the Quincy girl? Would she be feeling what she was feeling now, or something completely different. Her entire form was as cold as the bowl of sugar that she was given. She never even had Ice Cream. How horrible was that. For a girl like herself to never experience such delights such as Ice Cream. Dolls and toys, and games, none of them were involved in Alicia's life. So yeah, this girl's life was.... quite lacking.
So, when being asked about what to do next was quite........ the challenge. Still staring at her bowl of Ice Cream she was at a loss for words. Alicia was still feeling the unknown grueling sensations of her losses from the damn Mario Kart game, her mind was at a constant blend. A blending of thoughts, emotion, and logic, in her own sense at the very least. A single bite into her mounds of frozen sugar was only meant to buy her time to think. Should she go back to what they were discussing about? Because to tell the truth, she felt uncomfortable. For her to feel uncomfortable at a situation so laxing was just weird for her. She'd never been placed under such circumstances. It made her want to vomit.
"I'm not sure. I've never ...... I mean... Not once was I able to really have fu... I.." Then it hit her. A sensation she didn't feel in such a very long time. A feeling of being trapped. Playing, enjoying sweets, laughing with friends, Alicia didn't know anything of the sort. These situations brought upon feelings of confusion and entrapment. The sweet taste of the sugar was foreign as much as the situation she was in. This was a first, like, entirely. She needed something sharp, she needed something to keep her mind off of it. Alicia panted. Her pupils became shallow. The stained sheets she wore were stripped off of her body. The sugar wasn't something that she needed. The joy and fun wasn't something that needed.
She looked to the woman, setting the bowl aside. "I think I know something that we can do to have some fun." Her hands traced the fine trimmings of Jyuria's robes up to her neck. Sliding across the collar bone and chin. Alicia grazed the refined cheeks with the back of her knuckles. Alicia's gaze was never more focused then that of Jyuria's eyes. It didn't matter that her wounds were beginning to tear again. She didn't mind the fact that her bandages were becoming moist a bit. She needed to feel it all again. "Why don't you dig into bandages. Make me feel the pain that I felt back on the training field once again." she said, never quite noticing the toothy smile that stretched across her distorted facial features. Nothing more was clear than that of her smile, and the pair of glowing red eyes that pierced through the shadows of her bangs.