Annie Cresta {District 4} (crested) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2013-10-24 12:55:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log, !open, ~2013 october, ~~!35 points, ~~annie cresta (crested), ~~finnick odair (tiedinknots) |
WHO: Annie Cresta & Finnick Odair (Plus anyone who hears the commotion could comment about it on the network? Or come by after Finnick tags in.)
WHAT: Annie is having a bad day. A very bad day.
WHERE: The apartment she shares with Finnick.
WHEN: Today around noon
WARNINGS: PTSD, Implied Torture, etc., World being pulled into a hallucination, minor spoilers for books
[[OOC: WHY: I am so so sorry to Roland mun for this.
OOC: I am so mean to my pup.]]
For the most part, Annie hadn't been all that bad since she had arrived in Madison. She could have had a bad time the day she arrived, but Finnick had been there already, so it had contained the meltdown she would have had. Since then, she had kept mostly to herself, not really talking to anyone but Finnick and that nice Mr. Elodin. The trees and wind were so free and unafraid here and even though there was no sea, there were the stars at night and there was Finnick. She was safe. She was content for the time.
Then people started talking about weapons and the Roland man started talking about them needing Peacekeepers. She tried explaining to him that they were bad people but he insisted that his were different. She'd walked away from the computer and the phone before she started screaming or he called her "Mad Annie Cresta". Finnick didn't like people calling her that and she didn't like people upsetting Finnick. (Separately, they were broken, but together they were whole and they somehow worked.) Besides, if he wasn't listening to her when she was calm, why would he listen if she told him about the screams and the things she had seen Peacekeepers do? If he wouldn't listen, then she couldn't tell him about what Peacekeepers had done to her... to others because they wanted Finnick and the others. It didn't matter that she didn't know anything. It didn't matter that she had been split into many parts of herself since she had been in the Arena... in the Capitol's Games because of the Peacekeepers and President Snow. She wouldn't tell Roland these things because if he was a Peacekeeper, he would take her away from Finnick and she didn't want that.
Today, Annie was in the main room of the apartment with paper and little pots of paint. The radio was on softly in the background, but she paid it no attention. Painting was one of those things that she enjoyed doing and today was no different. As she added color to designs she had drawn earlier, she was completely focused on her task. She'd have a new picture for Finnick when he returned and it would make him smile. It was relaxing and there were so many rainbows as she wrote the things the wind sand to her in their bands.
"Annie are you okay?"
Annie's fingers clenched around the paintbrush as she looked up at the sound of her name. "Hello?" She frowned. "Finnick?"
"So, Annie are you ok, are you ok, Annie?"
That was not Finnick.
She got to her feet, turning around to see where the voice was coming from. She was definitely not feeling ok if there was a stranger in the home she and Finnick had been given here.
"Will you tell us that you're ok?"
"Stop asking me that!" Annie shrieked. "Go away, go away!"
"As he came into the window, it was the sound of a crescendo..."
Someone was in the apartment. She could hear the glass from the window shattering and she knew she had to get away. Get help. That was what she was supposed to do when someone came after her. Defend herself and get away. She started to go toward the kitchen, but that was when she saw the white uniform stepping through the window glass. Peacekeepers! They'd found her.
Annie started grabbing the small pots of paint and throwing them at the intruders. She heard the pots shatter and there was color falling like rain all around her and them. So many colors. So many colors falling on her and changing the world.
"She ran underneath the table, he could see she was unable..."
Annie had indeed run for the table, wanting to hide, but when she heard the Peacekeepers talking to each other about what she was doing, it made her scramble past the table and run down the hall. She couldn't let them get her. She had to hide. She looked around wildly, looking for escape. They were between the door and the windows and she knew she couldn't not get out that way. Run, run, run! Annie backed away from them and ran down the hall and to the bedroom. She didn't care what she knocked over or what she grabbed to throw at them.
"So she ran into the bedroom, she was struck down, it was her doom..."
By now, Annie's shrieks had become full out screams of anger and then terror. She fell, striking her knee and when she looked down, she saw that she was in a river of blood. There was red all around her. Annie screamed again and dropped back to the floor, crawling, forcing her body into the smallest place she could find. She didn't realize that it was the springs of beneath the bed pulling at her hair as she forced herself further beneath it. All she could feel were the rough hurting hands as they pulled at her and tried to get her out of the cave. She dug her fingers into the earth, screaming from fear as she tried not to be retrieved from her hiding place.
"He came into her apartment, he left the bloodstains on the carpet...Annie are you ok? Will you tell us that you're ok?"