Detention, Depths of the Castle, Monday

[bigdamnprisoner.livejournal.com]

Morning had broken in Fandom, and another day in detention was about to begin, the same as every other day.

For the moment, things were as quiet as they probably ever got, while everyone was still resting on their cots, women on one side of the magical black cloth barrier, men on the other. Soon, those who had managed to sleep would be woken by the ever-cheerful voice of Dolores Umbridge coming from the loudspeakers, ordering them to rise. The barrier would disappear, and whatever bland, tasteless substance they were calling breakfast today would appear instead. After that, those in detention were free to do whatever they wanted ... if they could find anything to do that didn't break one of the island's rules, or that could be done while trapped away from everyone else.

But really, the days of those in detention weren't that slow. Soon enough, visiting hours would start, and there wouldn't be nearly as much boredom then.

[OCD is up, have at it!]

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Re: Visiting Hours [07/23]

[justwantsfixing.livejournal.com]

"Stop it!" Sookie screeched, thrashing out. She knew she couldn't actually hurt Raven, but it didn't matter. The images were in her mind now, and they weren't real, they weren't real, they weren't real but nothing was real and everything was real and this was how every day went, now, every day until her last day.

With an incoherent sob she pressed her face into her hands, breathing hard, and tried to bring herself back. The trouble was, she couldn't remember where she would be coming back to. Her mind begged for retreat, away from the nightmare of Jason and the spiders, but to come back to this waking nightmare was unthinkable.

Re: Visiting Hours [07/23]

[broken-empath.livejournal.com]

Raven's head fell back as she closed her eyes and moaned softly in pleasure as she soaked in Sookie's despair and fear. "Yesssss," she hissed, little shivers of ecstasy shaking her body. Some part of her fled from what she was doing, but the demon part of her, even controlled as it was, relished it.

Re: Visiting Hours [07/23]

[justwantsfixing.livejournal.com]

Sookie kept herself in a ball, shaking in terror and pain. It should be normal, now, but nothing was ever going to be normal again. Normal had once meant Gran and Jason and going to Merlotte's and taking naps in the sunshine and listening to everyone call her Crazy Sookie.

Well, wouldn't they eat their damn words now.

Re: Visiting Hours [07/23]

[broken-empath.livejournal.com]

When Raven finally came back to herself, she leaned over Sookie's huddled form and pressed a kiss to her cheek. "Thank you," she said. "For that, I will leave Bobby alone."

She paused a moment, then just had to add, "Today."