[vi is still trying to remember how to breathe when she sends this, having never experienced a body so fragile, so desperate to push through just to breathe air. it isn't even toxic, it's just hot. thick and hot and clogging up her throat, her chest again in flashback, her thoughts a flurry of desperation, fear, anger, worthlessness and despair before she tries to turn them outward instead of inward.
no light.
(no family, that's not family)
no air.
(no hope)
it's like being in a cell and then the body's betraying you.
thoughts a jumble, she stumbles twice before sitting, breathing, breathing---
---seething over the memory.]
Hey, you. Daily reminder: you fucking rule, and your family is full of shitbags.
If that brother of yours shows up here, I'm gonna beat the air out of him myself.
Seven (/banishes every bit of awkwardness)
no light.
(no family, that's not family)
no air.
(no hope)
it's like being in a cell and then the body's betraying you.
thoughts a jumble, she stumbles twice before sitting, breathing, breathing---
---seething over the memory.]
Hey, you. Daily reminder: you fucking rule, and your family is full of shitbags.
If that brother of yours shows up here, I'm gonna beat the air out of him myself.