06-06-2015, 10:38 AM
The mind-thrall watched in slight consternation as the prime known as Delsin Rowe pulled Jak away from her attempts at starting a conversation. That left her standing, alone, with the psychic man to her left. This was less than ideal, but it would still suffice for her purposes. Thrall Millie turned to Behemoth with a dark glint in her eye, and was about to speak when she caught a flash of pink out of the corner of her eye.
The Pink Enigma. She is here.
Not bothering to waste another second, Thrall Millie walked away from Behemoth with a stiff gait, following Guu and Victor into the food-court...
Meanwhile, deep inside the crevices of Millie's true mind, she watched, like a helpless passenger, as once again control of her body was taken from her. She didn't quite understand what was happening, still, and she strained her inner consciousness to try and remember what had been going on last time she had felt this way...but she couldn't remember anything.
Strange sights filled the young woman's mental vision. Sights of stars and green clouds of gas. She sort of could recognize some of the objects, but others were beyond her ken. Trisha and Ordei...they would be worried about her by now. She vaguely remembered them walking away from her to go to the movie they had all wanted to see. Hadn't they realized there was something wrong with her?
Millie had no way of expressing emotion when sealed inside her own mind. It felt like she wanted to cry, but it was like the tears wouldn't come. It felt like her eyes ached, but there was no release. Breathing was also gone, and any sense of touch. Maybe...maybe she could fight this. Millie tried to thrash and scream, fight against the oppressive weight of whatever else in her head. Was this what crazy people felt like? Had she gone crazy?
...no answer. When was this going to end...?
The Pink Enigma. She is here.
Not bothering to waste another second, Thrall Millie walked away from Behemoth with a stiff gait, following Guu and Victor into the food-court...
Meanwhile, deep inside the crevices of Millie's true mind, she watched, like a helpless passenger, as once again control of her body was taken from her. She didn't quite understand what was happening, still, and she strained her inner consciousness to try and remember what had been going on last time she had felt this way...but she couldn't remember anything.
Strange sights filled the young woman's mental vision. Sights of stars and green clouds of gas. She sort of could recognize some of the objects, but others were beyond her ken. Trisha and Ordei...they would be worried about her by now. She vaguely remembered them walking away from her to go to the movie they had all wanted to see. Hadn't they realized there was something wrong with her?
Millie had no way of expressing emotion when sealed inside her own mind. It felt like she wanted to cry, but it was like the tears wouldn't come. It felt like her eyes ached, but there was no release. Breathing was also gone, and any sense of touch. Maybe...maybe she could fight this. Millie tried to thrash and scream, fight against the oppressive weight of whatever else in her head. Was this what crazy people felt like? Had she gone crazy?
...no answer. When was this going to end...?
And, we dream of home I dream of life out of here Their dreams are small My dreams don't know fear I got my heart full of hope I will change everything No matter what I'm told How impossible it seems We did it before And we'll do it again We're indestructible Even when we're tired And we've been here before Just you and I
Don't try to rescue me I don't need to be rescued
Don't try to rescue me I don't need to be rescued