@somnium-mortem
[ 卐 ] - She hated getting played like this. Maybe these vivid nightmares that the demon living inside her where something she would have gotten used if she knew what to expect every time. If Roman only dug through her memories rather than create new ones- she could have started to tolerate that.
But of course the bastard didn’t have the decency to do that to her, sticking her in cellar she had been locked in over a thousand times now. Nothing but the water dripping above her, leaking from the ceiling and rats to keep her company. She had checked her legs already, and the thick scaring was her only clue to where she was on her timeline now.
Suddenly, the shackles rustled against the ground as she the figure of someone approaching her.
“Vhat ze hell-? I’ve never seen you before. Vhat ze fuck are you doing here?”
