Iliana Harman (![]() ![]() @ 2009-06-06 14:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | character: iliana harman, location: las vegas |
Narrative: Iliana Harman
WHO: Iliana Harman... and her brace. Guess which one I am:D
WHAT: Things are looking up:D
WHEN: After this
WHERE: Sienna’s mansion
STATUS: Complete
Iliana was just waiting to be killed. She didn't know why they hadn't done it already. Things were hopeless, her friends were probably all dead. Her soulmate was...
Well, she'd tried not to think about that. She asked him -- begged him, even -- not to send her back with Sienna, and there hadn't been a flicker of emotion on his face. A complete contrast to Iliana, who wore her feelings in her expression.
The good news was that she hadn't seen Thane. The bad news was that she was still in Sienna's care, and the redhead freaked Iliana out.
But, one day, when she woke up, her arm, the one with the brace, felt oddly itchy. Not the itch she'd had at first when her skin had been getting used to wearing the dumb thing. But a tingly sort of itch. She didn't dare hope that it meant that, somehow, the brace's hold on her was weakening, but it was possible, wasn't it? She was the Witch Child, right? Maybe it meant she couldn't be held indefinitely.
Of course, she didn't know the real reason the brace was weakening.
But it gave her hope, a small flicker of it.
And, for someone like Iliana, that was enough to keep her going.