《Sou》<br/>Location: Dryden<br/>Addressing: Bec<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.blackdahliaroleplaying.com%2Fmembers%2F288%2F&amp;hash=cc091c432bfce4fa2c38538b856ec18e" href="https://www.blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/288/" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Flannel King</a><br/>Also present: Outside – Charles, Kyle<br/><br/><div class="bbImageWrapper bbImageAligned--left js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/attachments/transformed-jpg.132597/" title="Transformed.jpg">
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</div>Sou glanced up, her momentary self-pitying interrupted when a tall woman walked in. She looked stern, like a woman used to a hard life and being obeyed. Sou's hand paused as she washed herself with the rag, then after a moment she resumed her washing.<br/><br/>"They sent you in here, didn't they?" Her voice was flat and dejected. "It's hard to look at the cruelty one person can inflict upon another."<br/><br/>She wasn't sounding as crazy anymore, but there was a lost look in her eyes. "It's okay; I know that I'm blessed, and everything happens for a reason, even this." She gestured at her body. "They meant it for harm, but God made it for good." She sighed, wringing out the towel with her thin fingers, then dipping it into the water again.<br/><br/>"But your people are kind, and I will not forget that." She placed a foot on the table and bent to wash her leg, not seeming to care that she was completely nude. Lovingly she stroked the towel down each side of her leg, sluffing dirt and blood off, and sometimes ink. "God remembers who does kindness to his people. 'What you do to the least of these, you do to me,'" she quoted. "And rewards will be handed out, as well as punishment for the wicked."