@ImprisonedWolf “I suppose... it’s just a very new experience for me. I don’t know what could cause them. I never had blackouts as a child. What could trigger such a thing?” Keeva felt lost. As an elf, her composure was everything. Losing control was such a terrible feeling.
@ImprisonedWolf “Keeva. Keeva Byrne.” She replied as the small infirmary came into view. “I haven’t been here long- I’m new.” Her words were sobering as she spoke them aloud. It felt like she’d been there months yet in reality she’d been there just under a week.
@ImprisonedWolf “Um...” She replied shakily, not yet making eye contact, her eyes still trained on her own hands and arms.
“I don’t know. I was attacked- I think. My cell is destroyed, and my hands...” she raised them up to show Anne her bleeding knuckles. “I woke up like this.”
Keeva paced the main area of her cell block, arms crossed as she walked. She was tense, agitated, and restless. Her nightly meditations had not come easy and she felt emotionally and physically drained. The calm, serene expression most elves carried was gone, replaced by-
@GrandTheftAndie “Well, what are we supposed to do? It isn’t as if we can defend ourselves if whoever it is came for us. Especially you, you can’t very well walk, let alone run.” She let out an exasperated sigh. “I need to get out of this place.”
@GrandTheftAndie Keeva stopped mid-stride before turning back around. “Snitch? I’m not terribly worried about ‘snitching’ if it prevents someone from weaponizing your crutch.”
@GrandTheftAndie “Is that what you really think? We must let the guards know. I can go find one.” The elf looked around quickly before turning to leave.
@GrandTheftAndie Keeva walked over to Andie, a bemused expression on her face. She’d kept to herself for several days and decided it was time to get to know some of the other prisoners. “I was wondering why you only had one. Where do you think your other crutch might have gone to?”