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srwug_alpha_rp2014-01-16 10:13 pm
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Life under the Veil [Locked to Caulder]
[Yggdrasil. A secretive city in the alps, a new utopia for the world's best and brightest. A shining new city for the great to live and work in.
Now it is a prison. The rooms that Alice has cordoned off Caulder in are huge-part of an old botanical research facility. The gardens are beautiful, though the living space is rather thrown-together, with just a bed set up in what was meant to be a break room. A familiar face shows up on the TV in the impromptu bedroom, along with her voice.]
Hey...You haven't been eating.
Come on, your soup's going to get cold...
Now it is a prison. The rooms that Alice has cordoned off Caulder in are huge-part of an old botanical research facility. The gardens are beautiful, though the living space is rather thrown-together, with just a bed set up in what was meant to be a break room. A familiar face shows up on the TV in the impromptu bedroom, along with her voice.]
Hey...You haven't been eating.
Come on, your soup's going to get cold...
1/2
[She lies down on top of him again, though she uses an arm as a support to keep her from weighing down on him.]
But yeah...As long as we're happy, that's all that matters.
[It comes quickly and without, though given what's going on in it's not a complete surprise-a kiss on the lips. She then rolls over onto the patch of bed just beside him and takes his hand, her fingers intertwining with his.]
Just you and me, together forever...
2/2
But that part has no power in the room with Caulder; Alice's motions are calm and confidant before him, as though she was of one mind of this.
As though she were sane.
The mask of normalcy is frail and flimsy, but it is sufficient. For all its efforts, that part of her mind can do nothing to change her actions as she cuddles with and dotes on Caulder.
And so that angry, hateful part of her mind struggles less and less, until the voice in her head that tells her this is all wrong, that she doesn't love him, that she has a choice, that she didn't have to kill all those people, that there is some better way-fades
to
silence.]