Davina Claire is sick of being used (notyourpuppet) wrote in wariscoming, @ 2014-04-02 19:54:00 |
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Davina; Arriving in Lawrence
Early Wednesday morning, April 3, 2014; Cemetery
PGish (mostly for angst, dark themes & mentions of death); Complete
She was so tired of being used and she didn't even know who she could trust anymore.
Davina didn't feel so great since she'd come back. She'd had her trust in people she thought she could trust with her life broken. She'd betrayed her own by using her magic against them. And the ancestors had told her of all the terrible things she'd have done to her if she misused her magic again. Her whole life was just a jumbled mess at this point and she didn't know what to make of any of it.
She had trusted Marcel, wholly and completely. He had saved her--and then he used her. The Old Ones had used her. She was just a pawn to them and it wasn't a good feeling. There was no one she could turn to for help, not even the witches would help her now.
And the second she'd come back, Marcel was there, asking her for another favor, trying to use her again. And so was Cami. It's all anyone ever wanted her for. To do something for them. She was so tired of being used and she didn't even know who she could trust anymore.
Davina was sitting in the room alone, trying to process everything when suddenly the scene around her changed and she as in a field--no, a cemetery. She gasped softly in surprise as she took in her surroundings. What had happened? Was this some kind of punishment, like the ancestors were talking about?