The two left and Tatyana was wondering what she meant by “quieter.” It wasn’t loud over here at all. She shrugged and sat against the wall. She was still feverish and everything still ached, but she was either getting better or just getting used to it - probably the latter. Tatyana eventually stood, and even as she stood slowly, the room stilled seemed to tilt as she did so. She made her way back to her area and lay back down. Her pill case was there. She really wanted to take one, but even she knew that she shouldn’t right now. Her body needed strength to heal. It was going to be a long couple of days.
It wasn’t long before he thoughts drifted to her father and she began to cry in earnest. The pain inside began to manifest. She missed him so much and when he died her world had shattered. Her body now shook with sobs and the pain of her illness. She grabbed her pill case and put it in her bag so the temptation was less. Fighting was something she was good at, and she’d fight any opponent, but this fight she dreaded anytime she was forced to do it.
The next couple of days were rough, but Tatyana was a survivor. She made it though. She woke with only the familiar feeling of withdrawal. She was left with the thought that she had to learn how to control her power, or she would die. She stood, resisting the urge to take her pill for now. It was there and she needed it, but she needed to make sure she comprehended Zeke when she went to talk to him. She stood up and headed to his customary place, feeling scared of dying and agitated from withdrawal. Her hands twitched slightly at random intervals.
”Zeke,” she said approaching him, her fear taking control. ”I need help…I…The girl said I have magic powers or something and im going to die if I don’t learn to control it. I used it the day we met - in a fight. She said maybe Kallisti could help. I’m not sure what to do…” she really didn’t want to die.
It wasn’t long before he thoughts drifted to her father and she began to cry in earnest. The pain inside began to manifest. She missed him so much and when he died her world had shattered. Her body now shook with sobs and the pain of her illness. She grabbed her pill case and put it in her bag so the temptation was less. Fighting was something she was good at, and she’d fight any opponent, but this fight she dreaded anytime she was forced to do it.
The next couple of days were rough, but Tatyana was a survivor. She made it though. She woke with only the familiar feeling of withdrawal. She was left with the thought that she had to learn how to control her power, or she would die. She stood, resisting the urge to take her pill for now. It was there and she needed it, but she needed to make sure she comprehended Zeke when she went to talk to him. She stood up and headed to his customary place, feeling scared of dying and agitated from withdrawal. Her hands twitched slightly at random intervals.
”Zeke,” she said approaching him, her fear taking control. ”I need help…I…The girl said I have magic powers or something and im going to die if I don’t learn to control it. I used it the day we met - in a fight. She said maybe Kallisti could help. I’m not sure what to do…” she really didn’t want to die.