@lbow
Weak.
So weak.
It haunts her. Seeing herself feeble.
At everyone’s mercy.
Again.
She cannot tolerate the idea any longer and every second spent is a reminder of how she lost and how stupid her actions had been all along. Now robbed from everything she built in the Conception, weighs heavily on her tired shoulders.
It’s her own fault -- having to hide within the depths of the isolated halls of district gamma. The mist is thick, she cannot differ any path from each other and all she can do is walk in circles or even get more lost than before.
Footsteps resounds within the building and she has to stop herself. Perhaps it’s useless going on. From what was she running from anyway?
Her back rests against a wall, letting it slide slowly till she hits the ground. Annoyed to the core, Chiaki slams her fist against the wall and she sighs, annoyed. It will be her downfall again but weakness is not something that can be discarded so easily.
“If you plan to kill or eat me, then do it fast. I’m not in the mood to put up a fight.”
