✖ thirty-fourth trauma//reminiscence - Video ✖

[wolfishsurvivalist]

[The device falls out of her numb fingers as she drops to her knees, clutching her head.]

Nnnno--! I can smell the death here! The others--I--

[Her hands are shaking as she stares at the floor.]

My skull is trying to split open, what's going on?

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[p3rfect-kill3r.livejournal.com]

Who is this 'She'?

[He's strangely reminded of the Premier--- the hell, why is he stammering so much?]

--Mika, the hell's going on?

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Her name's Aiden! She's from an old wood, older than I've ever seen in photos.

[She clutches her head, gritting her teeth.]

She's from a clan in old Europe, that's all I can make out. The humans at the time were in the bronze age, maybe closing in on the fall of the Roman Empire from what I can tell of her memories. She didn't deal with humans too often. Stuck to the woods that her clan traveled, only went into human towns for trade in disguise.

[p3rfect-kill3r.livejournal.com]

[He shakes his head, the majority of it's going over his head for the more pressing question of:...]

What has any of this got to do with you?

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

Because she's in my head!

[Her back arches as she bares her fangs, whining in distress.]

[p3rfect-kill3r.livejournal.com]

[He furrows his brows and snarls right back.]

Grab some tape, that might get it to get the hell out of there.

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

No, it doesn't feel right--I don't think it'll work.

[p3rfect-kill3r.livejournal.com]

[He pauses and frowns heavily.]

Damnnit...I don't know what'll help...To take either the path of least reistance or fight until the end..

[notlikethemovie.livejournal.com]

I don't know, but she's giving me a nasty headache.