InsaneJournal

who Dora^bdh, Upsilon
what Dora wants potions.
when Sunday, late evening BACKDATED
where Hospital
rating low?


It hadn't been an easy day. Waking up, she'd almost expected the compound to be a dream. Which was deja vu because she'd had the same experience her first day here as well, months back. But no, she was still here, still twenty-five, and still had the memory of walking into that bedroom along with the dual memories of her 15 year old self in this place. She was walking a hair-thin tightrope of emotion and it barely took more than a feather to tip her to either side.

It was easier, though not easy, when she was with other people. Shopping with Jayne for clothes had been alright. Seeing her family and people who were long-gone but still alive here had at least been distracting enough that she wasn't able to stop and think for very long. That didn't mean she hadn't broken down a few times, but it wasn't incapacitating her. Until night fell. There wasn't much to distract her with most people sleeping, and she was left alone with her thoughts. Her hands shook and her heart started to race before she remembered Tau's potions from the night before. She'd slept and woken without any ill effects (much better than the amount of liquor it would take the achieve the same) and she wanted more. Anything to get her out of her own mind so she could get some rest and go through it all again tomorrow.

After jotting a quick note and being directed to the hospital wing, she moved quickly. The faster she got the potion the faster she would have relief. It was a shame she couldn't brew her own, but this would be faster than attempting to gather the ingredients. An assistant shuttled her into one of the rooms and shut the door, and Dora was alone again while she waited for the doctor. Desperate for something, anything, to do, she started examining her fingernails for rough patches she could worry at.