Brynn
She/her
28
September 17th
Castelia City, Unova
Pansexual
Volta Vice-President
Civilian
Out of the ashes I rise - You can run but you can’t hide - Breath on your skin, I’ve arrived
The Girl Who Cried Ursaring [PP]
POSTED ON May 5, 2023 0:10:37 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","blboxfl"] Brynnhildr chokes on a chuckle, wiping away the blur of tears that have formed. "Well, it was quite the alarming turn of events," Still is, she adds quietly, trying her best to gather her bearings. But she feels the tears keep biting away at her attempts, fueled by jumbled emotions and her inability to deal with the foreign feeling they represent.
[break][break] "I got lucky when they stopped chasing me..." The Unovan replies, accepting the hand offered. The warmth of his palms radiates through her cold skin, and only then does she realise how numb she truly is. But she pretends to be fine, habitually not wanting to burden Gwyar further.
[break][break] Her mind digs further into the habits drilled into her subconsciousness. Voices of a time she wants to forget.
[break][break] "Fool."
[break][break] And it drags them to the surface.
[break][break] "What have you ever amounted to except being a burden?"
[break][break] It makes her doubt the relief she feels even more; surely she's just being a nuisance. The smile doesn't fool her.
[break][break] He'd already went out of his way to come and get her. She should just be grateful he did and not pester him.
[break][break] By the time she's on her feet her mind has reached its verdict and relapsed. The woman's shoulders slump, like she's trying to make herself smaller, the notable tremble in her hand somewhat kept at bay as her fingers squeeze his hand. Somewhere in the back of her mind memories replay; her anxiety finding its roots within them.
[break][break] She's afraid of the man's reaction.
[break][break] Brynn's only realising how hard she's squeezing Gwyar's hand when her own cramps, violet eyes shoot up in panic. "Sorry, I just-- sorry."
[break][break] In her panic she rambles, with every word her presence seems to slink away further. "I was stupid. I should've known better, but I still--" her eyes flicker back and forth anxiously, as if she's expecting something bad. "It was a stupid mistake-- you have to believe me"
[break][break] In the distance, thunder rumbles menacingly.
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