Detention, Depths of the Castle, Tuesday

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Another bright, shining, and pink day had begun for the prisoners guests being held in detention, and while the morning started off the same as the day before, there was a strange sort of feeling in the air once people began waking up. A kind of... musical feeling, in fact.

Umbridge might have taken over the island, but the island still had a mind of her own, thank you very much.

[No, the barriers of detention cannot save you from Once More With Fandom Day! The OCD is up, so have at it!]

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Re: Chat With Your Fellow Prisoners [07/24]

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Phoebe didn't say anything, she just came over and curled up next to Eve. Two sets of eyes were better than one and sometimes she could withstand the other emotions in the compound if she focused on the strength of Eve's emotions.

Re: Chat With Your Fellow Prisoners [07/24]

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Eve wrapped an arm around Phoebe and pulled her closer against her, pressing a kiss against Phoebe's temple. When she had Phoebe around, she felt like she could handle anything, even if she really really couldn't.

Re: Chat With Your Fellow Prisoners [07/24]

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Phoebe's voice was a whisper, but even she couldn't fight the island's bout of whimsy.

"If I could write one letter to the world as we know it
I would list these rhymes that mean everything to me
Heartache temporary, bullets only stop your blood
Pain will live on and on
In everyone, in everyone

And we could change, we could change it down
We could change the world, we could strike the chord
We are the lost ones, we are the lost ones
We could re-write history, if only you and me
We are the lost ones, we are the lost ones
And we could change it down..."

Re: Chat With Your Fellow Prisoners [07/24]

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Eve smoothed her hand over Phoebe's hair.

I'm wide awake
And now it's clear to me
That everything you see
Ain't always what it seems

It was so hard to stay sane for very long, and things didn't always make sense, but with Phoebe... with Phoebe, at least she wasn't scared of the bad times.

Re: Chat With Your Fellow Prisoners [07/24]

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Phoebe closed her eyes again, but the song kept coming.

"The bottle holds no answers
His lips can only sway
Chemicals imbalance
Who needs them anyway?
Desire is close at hand
Her lips can only sway
There's more to life than this
Don't give yourself away
Don't give yourself away..."

Stupid island.

Re: Chat With Your Fellow Prisoners [07/24]

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Eve felt the song coming on again and silenced it by tipping Phoebe's head up to kiss her lightly, reassuringly. Their relationship was one of convenience, yes, but there was love there, too, of a sort. Love and desperation and fear and a thousand and one other emotions all wrapped up in one and Eve understood none of them anymore.

But she was willing to try.