illie, sap sipper
she/her
27
september 23rd
snowpoint city, sinnoh
bi curious
geneticist, alchemist
head professor
you caged me and then you called me crazy; i am what i am 'cause you trained me.
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illeana reyes
NADIR
POSTED ON Jul 13, 2022 22:53:27 GMT
[attr="class","illeana"] [attr="class","illeana b"] [attr="class","illeana i"]the woman that steps into the hospital room is not the one he's familiar with. a new facet to the concept of illeana reyes stands beneath fluorescent lights, hair almost matching the walls. and perhaps, in a different setting, she might almost look close to her counterpart. the gleam in her eyes is quickly learning to mirror a doppelganger, sharpened until it matches the instruments used to cut him open. she stays quiet at first. observing, taking it all in: him laying almost completely still as machines beep life into the room. and it's odd... somehow, she feels nothing. there's an expectation given the personal nature of their relationship. she should feel something, anything. and yet, all that comes is a deeply seated rage. "councilman."a single word slices through like a knife. it's flat, cold, detached. she's had a lot of time to think about this, about him. two weeks in a cell with nothing but three walls and metal bars to talk to means she's practiced her side. it's locked and loaded into the mind, a round of bullets sitting in a magazine. and with her finger on the trigger, she's finally ready to bring the inevitable: the fracturing of their fragile agreement. it took two, almost three years for the realization to dawn. once it did... there was no denying it any longer.
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