<div style="text-align: center">《Sou》<br/>
Location: Dryden<br/>
Addressing: Bec <a class="username" data-user-id="288" data-username="Flannel King" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/288/">Flannel King</a>; Charles and Kyle <a class="username" data-user-id="36" data-username="Sayd" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/36/">Sayd</a>​</div><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-2-jpg.132832/" title="Transformed 2.jpg">
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</div>Sou felt a little self-conscious when they stepped out of the cabin. The clothes were mismatched and her hair uncombed, but the majority of the dirt had been washed away. It also felt good on her skin where Bec had applied the ointment. She had never really thought about how pleasant 'not hurting' could feel.<br/><br/>It didn't help that she just realized how good looking the men were and that she was naked in there; naked in front of them and unashamed. It must have been the shock; she was tired, her body pushed to extremes she was not prepared to take, and then pushed even further. As she stood there, listening to Kyle talking about her medical treatment as if she did not exist, she tucked her arms across her chest and lowered her chin, looking a little like a child who had been caught in the cookie jar.<br/><br/>It took her a moment to realize he was talking to her.<br/><br/>"This…it happened right after Hale told us he was kicking us out," her voice was softer now and had an apologetic tone to it. Gone seemed the madness of an hour ago, though any sudden sound would make her jump. "I think…Carla found me in the morning. But I cannot remember when. It's…" her hand rose to her temple and her bottom lip trembled. "It was horrible," she said, her voice choking into a sob.<br/><br/>"It felt like days he poked me, over and over and talked about how I deserved this!" Rapidly she wiped her hand across her eyes and nose to keep from crying further. She blinked away the tears that pooled in her almond eyes, trying to regain control.<br/><br/>As he brought her attention back to her sandwich, Sou held it in both hands and took another bite. Swallowing it down she nodded. "Carla was tough; but I needed tough. She did what had to be done. She was the messenger," she glanced about as if looking for her savior. "She was good to me. A Samaritan on the road." Her voice trailed off longingly.<br/><br/>"And you've fed me," she glanced at Charles and Kyle, then smiled at Bec. "Helped me. You are really good people," she decided. "I don't know how you can be so good when there is so much evil."