“The greatest glory in living

“The greatest glory in living lies not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.” Iphigenia Cox, 18. Human. Please call me Phi.

[fiachraryan]

"I’m not the only gay one in this place I’d wager"

[iphigeniacox]

"Okay.  But how would I get a gay guy to claim me?  I'm not exactly getting to choose anything here."

[elodiesnightmare]

"Obviously. But I might… I might turn my human, so I need to know more."

[iphigeniacox]

"Your human?  Right.  Ugh.  Do they want to turn into a vampire?  Or are you just . . ."

[elodiesnightmare]

"No, that’s wolves. If everyone was just bitten we’d have more vampires than anything else."

[iphigeniacox]

"Oh.  But then . . . how.  Aren't you supernatural?"

[elodiesnightmare]

"What the hell, I don’t even know how vampires are made."

[iphigeniacox]

"Aren't they just . . . bitten?"

[salem-richards-blog]

"You just need to find a super who wants companionship rather than…yeah." she shuffled, "Or…someone who has one claim they’re already in love with…"

[iphigeniacox]

"Right.  How do I . . . find them if I'm locked up in here?  And h-how will I know?  It's not like I get to choose, right?"

[iphigeniacox]

"So if no one will kill me or let me go, who do I get to claim me that won't fuck me?"

[kairi--grey-deactivated20141117]

Oh..Well it’s nice to meet you, Phi. My name is Kairi..I’ve been here for awhile.

[iphigeniacox]

Yeah.  Nice to meet you, I guess.  You human too?

[georgiasnothere]

"We’ll see, I guess." Juliette had decided she wanted to stay after all, and Georgia couldn’t tell if that was her own doing or just knowing she wouldn’t be leaving. Only time would let  them know. "Pretty much." Not assholes, necessarily, but it was shitty of them to keep her in hell and call it saving her life. “Still, hasn’t worked for anyone. They saved me and turned Lily, so,” she shook her head. “Opposite shit happened to some that wanted to live.” Peter, that was her first thought, but she’d never know exactly what happened there. She quickly pushed that away, reminding herself to get the memory removed again as soon as she found a wizard that wasn’t intent on making her miserable. “You would if you were claimed, I mean. Anyone out’s either claimed or supernatural… Used to be fun letting you all think I was, though, before collars came along.”

[iphigeniacox]

"Yeah," she twisted her lips in frustration.  "We'll see.  And well, I guess I'm glad to know.  Better to know they're assholes than to be unsure."  Her face fell when she was assured that even the other girl had tried to leave, in some way, and it hadn't worked.  "You tried to die?" she asked quietly.  And then her voice grew angry again.  "What the hell is their problem?!  Does it cause them pain if any of us aren't fuckin' depressed?!"  She set her head in her hand.  "So I'm either in here, in a cage, or I'm out there with a bloody collar around my neck, like somebody's dog?"  Surely death would be better . . .

[fiachraryan]

Fiachra came back a while later with food he figured humans liked. He had a loaf of bread, some butter, and cheese, feeling pretty confident that that was all that was needed to make a sandwich. He set them down beside the bed and took out a book, sitting down on the other side of it and reading to pass the time until she woke up.

[iphigeniacox]

She didn't know how long she was asleep.  She knew that her sleep, however short or long, was plagued with nightmares, or perhaps they weren't nightmares at all, for when she was awake, the nightmare was in the room with her.  Phi jolted awake, scrambling up and against the bedboard, as far as she could get from the man in the room.  She still felt weak and tired; she could probably sleep for another day, but she was also famished, and there was some kind of food on the table by the bed.  Bread and butter and . . . cheese?  "The fuck?" she muttered questioningly, and then regretted it.  On the off chance that he hadn't noticed her wake, he'd surely heard her now.  Whatever.  Too late anyways.  And she was hungry.  So it was with caution that she reached over and ripped of a chunk of the bread, taking small bites as she watched him nervously.

[mitchell-page-ii]

You okay?

[mitchell-page-ii]

Keep it quiet would be a good option.

Yeah…if you’ve talked to the right people, you know they’re not gonna let ya die.

[iphigeniacox]

Keep quiet . . . if I don't talk to anyone, I'm going to go crazy in here.

Yeah.  So I've been told.

[darkkstr-blog]

"Does it sound bloody serious?”

[iphigeniacox]

"I'm surrounded by vampires and fuckin' wizards.  I'm tryin' not to take anythin' at face value anymore."

[freebephoebe]

"you’re missing out girl, well maybe you can find yourself a guy here on the island" she smiled and leaned on the wall "so i never got your name and i never gave you mine, Im Phoebe Truman"

[iphigeniacox]

"I don't want a guy on this island.  How could I?"  It was strange, even considering that.  Phi could hardly consent if she was a slave, and besides, as foolish as it sounded, especially now, she'd been waiting for love.  Thankfully the subject was quickly changed.  "I'm Phi.  Well, Iphigenia.  Iphigenia Cox, not that it matters anymore."

[georgiasnothere]

"I’ve heard of it a couple times here, not that anyone’s followed through with it. Guess it’s the thought that counts? Not really…" She didn’t think through anything she said until it was actually being spoken, it was all just thinking out loud right now. "Depends what you want, you want life and you’ll die, you want death and they’ll turn you or save you somehow." That much was true. "Sex and blood, maybe chores or some shit sometimes." The sex was good, though, she might’ve stayed for that on her own will if she wasn’t treated so poorly when unclaimed. "Right, well, I’m not…" She figured she might as well point it out for future reference when distinguishing the difference, "They don’t have collars, usually, so there’s that."

[iphigeniacox]

"Yeah," she replied, "thought so."  She shrugged.  Clearly it was a pointless waste of time to be at all hopeful about anything.  "So they're all fucking assholes then, and there's . . . there's no way to avoid a-any of that?  What if I-" she stopped herself.  Georgia had just said that wanting death would get you turned into one of them, or something, and Phi certainly didn't want that.  Although, she wondered, perhaps it would be better than slavery.  "I'm not stupid," she mused, "maybe if I ensured I was dead before any of them could find me . . ."  She looked up at the other girl.  "Yeah, I didn't think you were.  I mean I don't have a collar either but, i dunno, you don't seem like one of them."

[kayapierce-deactivated20150221]

"Yes, you are a slave, that’s true. And if I did want to be a bitch, I could tell you that you’re my sweetheart if I desire it,” she paused a moment before moving on. “I can get you out of the cells for a short while, but not permanently, and certainly not off the island. As for killing you, you’ve done nothing to warrant it. You should consider your life too valuable to make that offer, and be cautious of who you make it to in the future. Most may not do it, but some will take it as an invitation to mess with you, to do you harm. Has anyone done harm to you, thus far?”

[iphigeniacox]

She could do nothing but stare at the girl as she explained that she could call her sweetheart if she wanted.  Great.  Not a surprise, of course, but Phi was hoping . . . this woman'd seemed nice before.  Well, she said she could, and it seemed as if she wasn't going to, so that was something at least.  And then yet another offer to take her out of the cells, just for a short time.  It was as if these people wanted to help her, but were too scared to actually do it.  She shrugged.  "Fine.  Take me out.  It's not gonna help, really."  Phi couldn't help but laugh bitterly at her last words.  "People have already harmed me, and that was before I asked anyone to kill me.  And I'm sure you can't understand, but there are a lot of things worse than death."

[mitchell-page-ii]

You okay?

[mitchell-page-ii]

Really, just that? I’d say stay away from her as much as ya can…I can guarantee she won’t come any closer. I won’t let that happen.

Starvin’ yourself to death isn’t the smartest of options, y’know…let me give you some, get you out of here for a while..yeah?

[iphigeniacox]

I'll do my best but I mean, I'm in a cage.  I can't much control who I see or where I go.

I'd rather die than stick around here unwillingly donate my blood or get raped.

[kayapierce-deactivated20150221]

"Because that’s all it can be, sweetheart," she offered a gentle smile. "You’re here, and, unfortunately, there’s no going back now. I understand it’s hard to adjust, but you have to try. I know, the one thing you need is to leave, but I can’t give that to you. Is there something else you need with which I can help?"

[iphigeniacox]

"I'm not your sweetheart, I'm a slave, so stop trying to pretend that everything's okay.  It's not."  Her lips were taught as she crossed her arms and leaned back against the bars behind her.  "And if you can't get me out, the only other favor you can do is kill me."

[mitchell-page-ii]

You okay?

[mitchell-page-ii]

I’m not sayin’ that you are, okay? She’s new at that. Just as much as you are. I imagine turning into a whole different thing and freakin’ dying in the process doesn’t come with a manual. You piss her of, she explodes. That’s how that goes…for now.

I’m sorry about your mother. I was thinkin’ more in terms of food. That kinda thing. Would ya like that?

[iphigeniacox]

I-I know but I didn't . . . all I did was complain about being a slave.  How do I know how to not piss her off?

Yeah, I know what you were thinking, but it's not . . . I mean yes, I guess, but . . . if I'm gonna die in here, or-or be somebody's slave, some decent food isn't gonna make me feel much better about it.