Abby Temple is a self rescuing princess (trustmyinstinct) wrote in wariscoming, @ 2012-05-31 13:26:00 |
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Entry tags: | abby maitland, rose tyler |
Who: Abby Maitland, Rose Tyler, NPC!Guards
What: Abby gets a friend to chill in captivity with her
When: 31 May 2012, Late morning
Where: Warehouse on the outskirts of Lawrence
Warnings: Talk of violence/torture, probably language. Rest TBD
Status: Incomplete
Abby had no idea how long she had been in this place. Time was sort of meaningless when there were no windows to tell the passing of time or clocks. Not to mention the torture. Because Abby wasn't one to sit still and wait for someone to save her. She believed in Connor, she knew he'd realize she was missing. But she wasn't going to be some damsel in distress and wait. She wasn't going to leave her fate in the hands of others. Because while she knew that Connor would search for her, she worried he'd get himself hurt or taken or killed. She loved the idiot but fighting was never his strong point. That, and she wasn't exactly a fan of empty buildings. Too many memories for her liking of homes that were more hell than a home. Cruel 'parents' who took her in for the money and treated her as nothing.
However long it had been, Abby was pretty certain she had searched all possible outlets of a way out and nothing worked. All it did was alert the guards who were either brainwashed or just plain cruel that she was up to something and so they punished her. Beat her down so she was too weak to stand. Yet they didn't kill her. Which didn't make sense. Because those things had been killing people so why had it taken her? Leaving her exhausted as if that would stop her.
Presently the blond was watching warily as the guards left, as if getting new orders that left her alone. As if her body could take the pain much longer for this round. The room was spinning and there were dots and everything hurt. Sliding down against the wall, Abby hissed in pain, her body protesting the movement and sensations. Her jacket was already torn into shreds for make shift bandages for the different injuries she had sustained between being taken and being 'taught' a 'lesson'. At least this time it was just the guards and not the crazy man who she had a feeling was behind all of this. It wasn't as if she actually knew things from science fiction shows, so really, she had no idea who or what was behind this.
Closing her eyes, Abby shuddered and wrapped her arms around herself. It was her childhood all over again. Locked in a cold room, waiting for the next round. But for now, she'd just recover and try to think of another way out. It wasn't as if she had much else to do.