<div style="text-align: center">《Sou》<br/>
Location: Dryden<br/>
Addressing: Charles <a class="username" data-user-id="36" data-username="Sayd" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/36/">Sayd</a><br/>
Also present: Kyle, Carla, 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>​</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-jpg.132213/" title="Transformed.jpg">
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</div>Sou drew in her breath with a shudder, her bottom lip trembling like a child's. "O-k-kay," she said, focusing on Charles and nodding when he told her what she needed to do and that she was safe. She folded her arms across her breasts, realizing it seemed that she was actually naked in front of a stranger. As he mentioned cleaning up and the t-shirt, she seemed to understand that she had to do<i>something</i>more than just mourn.<br/><br/>She really<i>wanted </i>to mourn.<br/><br/>But he left the small cabin and she could hear his voice mingled with others outside. They didn't sound too happy, and Sou had the good sense to realize that she was the reason why.<br/><br/><i>"Why…"</i>she sighed, internalizing her lament. She had been perfect; a golden child. A good girl. Beloved. But all her plans fell to the wayside, and Hale's demon had marked her. Abused her. He had tormented her as surely as if he had carved a scarlet A across her chest.<br/><br/>Slowly she moved over to the water buckets and tried to figure out what was what, taking a cloth and wetting it, and then beginning gingerly cleaning herself. She remembered the one time she had been to South Korea; her mother had taken her there at the age of eight to visit family. Sou knew it was to show her off to the family, to brag about how well they were doing, and to make sure that Sou understood where she would be sent if she didn't stop being a bad girl and trying to be too Americanized.<br/><br/>They didn't have toilets there; a hole in the ground and two planks of wood to stand on was their bathrooms. Baths were unheard of. There was a rain barrel filled with little minnows, to eat the mosquito larva. Sou had to use a long-handled dipper to pour water over herself. The dipper was nothing more than a straight stick attached to a hollowed-out coconut shell. She remembered what it felt like to have mosquito bites everywhere, to feel eternally warm and sticky or cold and chilled, and to peer suspiciously at water before you drank it, wondering if it had been boiled and whether or not it would make you vomit in the morning.<br/><br/>This reminded her of those 'baths.' She shuddered when she dipped the small towel in the water again, and dark red clouds plumed from the fabric. Sou blinked through the blur of tears, rolled her bottom lip between her teeth, and began to wash her marked sides where Hale's demon had cut her.<i>"I hate him," </i>she thought, thinking of Alvaro.<i>"I hate him," </i>she thought, hating Rebel for not rescuing her from what Hale's man had done.<br/><br/>It was Rebel's fault in the end, wasn't it? It was his fault she got bored, his fault she wasn't feeling loved enough, his fault they didn't go to Hawaii instead of to bum fuck Abendblume. She should have left him long ago. He was the reason for all of this, him and Alvaro, and she would make them both pay for what they did.