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Post by Mijana Jeta on Jul 4, 2011 12:24:38 GMT 1
Mijana wakes up, without any feeling of, what time of the day it is or exactly how long it has been, since she was brought to this place.
Feeling very sore, having slept on the floor, she stands up, to walk around the cell a bid, feeling reckless, having nothing to do.
After walking around for some time, she sits back down on the floor, in the corner, furthest away from the door. Wondering whether they'd forgotten her, down here, or why they had gone through the trouble of bringing her here, at all.
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Post by Varuun Carro on Oct 28, 2011 20:47:13 GMT 1
"How are you feeling?" The cold, sinister voice seems to be coming from the darkness itself. The door has not been opened, and now one seems to be in the room with Mijana
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Post by Mijana Jeta on Oct 28, 2011 20:52:09 GMT 1
Mijana is very weak and hurtened still, even though she seems to have gotten used to the neverending pain.
She lifts her head very carefully, looking around shortly, noticing nobody's there.
"I've ... been better." she says, resting her head against the wall.
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Post by Varuun Carro on Oct 28, 2011 21:15:25 GMT 1
"You're weak" A cold laughter feels the room
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Post by Mijana Jeta on Oct 28, 2011 21:16:39 GMT 1
She sighs deeply. "Yes."
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Post by Varuun Carro on Oct 28, 2011 21:23:01 GMT 1
"Are you....scared?"
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Post by Mijana Jeta on Oct 28, 2011 21:25:28 GMT 1
Mijana sighs irritated, but she had to admit it, that she was afraid of, what was going to happen to her.
"Yes."
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Post by Varuun Carro on Oct 28, 2011 21:41:01 GMT 1
The laughter returns
"Good. You should be"
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Post by Mijana Jeta on Oct 28, 2011 21:42:11 GMT 1
She rolls her eyes, looking down at her hands.
"What's going to happen to me?"
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Post by Varuun Carro on Oct 28, 2011 21:50:47 GMT 1
"You don't really get to ask the questions around her"
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Post by Mijana Jeta on Oct 28, 2011 21:53:10 GMT 1
Mijana opens and closes her mouth, stopping herself to answer back. Instead clutching her hands tight together, feeling annoyed.
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Post by Varuun Carro on Oct 28, 2011 22:50:56 GMT 1
"Oh, this is so difficult for you, isn't it? Keeping quiet"
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Post by Mijana Jeta on Oct 28, 2011 22:53:33 GMT 1
"You can say so, yes." She closes her eyes tight, the headache returning quite quickly.
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Post by Varuun Carro on Oct 28, 2011 23:19:27 GMT 1
"Poor, innocent Mijana....taken by the big bad Fallen Jedi against her will"
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Post by Mijana Jeta on Oct 28, 2011 23:20:50 GMT 1
"You don't have to talk to me, like I'm a child." she says through clenched teeth.
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Post by Varuun Carro on Oct 29, 2011 11:17:04 GMT 1
"Oh, but you are a little child. Compared to my age, you're but a toddler"
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Post by Mijana Jeta on Oct 29, 2011 13:56:11 GMT 1
"Well, in human age, I'm an adult. So no, I'm not a child."
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Post by Varuun Carro on Oct 29, 2011 15:02:20 GMT 1
"But it all depends on the eye that sees, doesn't it?" The voice starts laughing again
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Post by Mijana Jeta on Oct 29, 2011 18:39:35 GMT 1
Mijana groans. "If you say so."
Frustrated, she tries to get up on her feet, by sliding up against the wall an lifting herself up, with her legs. But the pain from her cracked rib and her lower back, suddenly becomes a reality again and her legs are shaking badly. She finds herself, hieving for air, and falls back to the floor.
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Post by Varuun Carro on Nov 6, 2011 0:31:54 GMT 1
"I do!!" His voice echoes around the room
"I do, little woman"
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Post by Mijana Jeta on Nov 6, 2011 8:50:42 GMT 1
She feels a chill going down her spine, when the voice echoes in cell. She looks around, wondering where it is coming from, seeing it didn't seem, he was in the cell.
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Post by Varuun Carro on Nov 6, 2011 12:44:42 GMT 1
The laughter returns. The cold, loud, sinister laughter, and for a while, nothing but that laughter can be hard in the cell
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Post by Mijana Jeta on Nov 6, 2011 12:55:01 GMT 1
Mijana groans irritated, holding her hands to her head, rubbing her forhead. Her headache becoming worse. What could be so funny.
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Post by Varuun Carro on Nov 7, 2011 20:39:55 GMT 1
and suddenly only Mijana's own breath can be hard in the dark, cold silence of the cell. Varuun's voice seems to have disappeared as suddenly as it appeared
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Post by Mijana Jeta on Nov 7, 2011 20:43:52 GMT 1
Mijana is a little relieved, that he seems to have gone away. But, he could just as easily turn up again, as he disappeared.
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Post by Mara Jade on Nov 10, 2011 9:03:57 GMT 1
Just as Mijana might begin to consider herself safe from any further harm at the moment, the temperature drops several degrees, the room suddenly turning cold
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Post by Mijana Jeta on Nov 10, 2011 9:08:16 GMT 1
The cold hits her, like a punch in the stomach. Rubbing her hands together and against her arms. Breathing heavily.
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Post by Mara Jade on Nov 10, 2011 20:00:26 GMT 1
The temperature continues to drop, making the room even colder
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Post by Mijana Jeta on Nov 10, 2011 20:09:20 GMT 1
Mijana bites her teeth hard together, to keep them from clapping hardly. Her heart starts to pound, but as the temperature drops, it also seems to slow down more and more.
She keeps rubbing her arms, trying to keep warm, the best she can, not able to stand up and moving around. The dizzyness hitting hard, as her breathing becomes heavier and more strained.
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Post by Mara Jade on Nov 10, 2011 20:32:40 GMT 1
The temperature continues to drop - now it is definitely below the freezing point. One can only hope the plan isn't to let Mijana freeze to death
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