.:-Post Mortem-:. (Open/Full)

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Marianna Vincent

After a few minutes of watching Xombie and Dali argue, Marianna shifted and gently lifted Vela off of her. "You should go back to Xombie, sweetie... She could probably use some comfort right now." She set the snake down near Xombie and stood, moving around to sit against the wall perpendicular to the one that the other three were sitting against.

She looked at Reelo uneasily, unsure if she should say anything. Whenever she spoke to the male, he had a tendency to snap at her. She decided against it for the moment and turned her attention again to Dali, who seemed to have fallen into a fitful sleep. She winced when she saw the glowing mark, a shiver going down her spine at the memory of the hideous creature who had given it to her. Suddenly, the situation made sense in her head.

"Oh..." she breathed, her brown eyes widening. "I... I see what they're doing... They want to keep the ones with magic blood restrained, and they want to punish me for figuring out the way to escape... And they're trying to discourage you, Reelo, because you've been the only one to actually make it out of your cell... Reelo, Xombie, Dali... They're afraid of us..." The idea actually seemed funny, but as she spoke the words, she knew they were true.

 

[Dreaming_Drifter]

Marianna Vincent

Marianna couldn't watch as Dali was ripped apart by things none of the rest of them could see. It was too horrible. She covered her face with her hands and whimpered, trying not to imagine what might be going on beyond her fingers. After a few minutes, she dared to peek, hoping Dali was alive again. She didn't dare speak.

 

[XxXxFortexXxX]

"Tsk. While your all fighting over who gets to be infinitely tortured for the rest of time- anyone want to take my beating?" He offered sarcastically, removing himself from Melanie when the other female arrived, still fresh tear streaks gracing her face. Her arrival had reminded him that he was the only one that had not yet walked through the cell walls- no point in not trying. He approached the bars and pressed his hands to them, curling his fingers around the metal and scowling. They were as solid as they had ever been, it made no sense. He sighed, his green eyes turning to fall on the others carefully. They possessed something he did not, though he couldn't figure out what it was. "Figures....Hey, could you please cut the s**t?" he said to Marianna, fully prepared to yell at the girl again when he managed to control himself, shaking his head and continuing in a more dignified tone. "That's what Lucifer said, and now guess what? He's gone, like gone gone- At least he had been trying to help...Its like I said before, what good is not being afraid if they can still destroy us at a moments notice..." He shook his head once more, pulling on the bars when he heard Melanie scream and looked back in disgust. Reelo cringed and turned away immediately, staring off into the other empty cells while the girl was silently devoured in her sleep- there was no need to watch, it would only make matters worse. "We've all done horrible things to get here it seems..no good person deserves this."  

[XxXxFortexXxX]

Reelo continued to tug on the bars gently, agitated by his ability to pass through them even though it really wasn't anything useful. passing through the cell door...that would be fantastic, but the others had said it couldn't be done. "You know, where I am from we had torture chambers as well...The only difference was that we were kept in large groups which inevitably led to our escape..." He stopped himself a moment, looking back at Delila quietly. She was the magical one of the group, supposedly anyway- maybe she could be useful. He gave the bars one last tug before stepping away from them and crouching before the two females that had taken to clinging to each other, removing his bandana and clutching it in his hands. "Your...the ones with powers or whatever- why don't you use them?" He asked cautiously, looking towards the front of the cell block for fear that someone might be watching.