<div style="text-align: center">《 Sou》<br/>
Location: Dryden<br/>
Present: 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><br/>
Outside: Charles, 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-jpg.132646/" title="Transformed.jpg">
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</div>Sou continued to wash, hissing air as she inhaled to quell the pain. She didn't mind the other woman there; it felt no odder than being in a gym locker room. Though she would have given quite a lot to have had a proper shower.<br/><br/>"It was Hale's demon," she said, making it sound like "Hell's demon."<br/><br/>"He preached to me as he did it." She straightened and switched legs, washing the second one as carefully as the first. "For being a woman. For having a mind of my own." Her eyes jumped to Bec, taking in her quiet company as she sat and waited.<br/><br/>"Bec, like…Rebecca?" She tilted her head and smiled. "Beautiful name, for a beautiful soul. I can see it; your soul shimmers gold and blue, with soft amber streaks running through it." She returned to her washing. "Beautiful Bec." She sighed. "I was named Sou-yeon Kwon, but my friends called me Sou. But they all abandoned me to the hands of darkness. Even my boyfriend," her breath hitched the way one does when they've been crying.<br/><br/>She wrung out her cloth and finished washing herself. "God has a way of repaying us for things that were taken. He gave me a gift," she set the cloth aside and began to dress. "Your people, maybe they're part of that."<br/><br/>Her breath caught as fabric touched newly-inked skin. Her eyes sought Bec's and pleaded silently for help. "You are Samaritans, all, for helping me. It will not be forgotten."