<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://s300.photobucket.com/user/SociallyToxicBeauty/media/f9baa897-e285-4e2a-92b5-e0eb263a67ea.jpg.html"></a><a class="postlink" href="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/SociallyToxicBeauty/f9baa897-e285-4e2a-92b5-e0eb263a67ea.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="color: #408000"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Alida</span></span></span></div><br/><br/>When the man had whirled around with his hand raised, Alida couldn't help but flinch. She did not move, however, as he seemed to pause in his actions. He looked at her with a rather scary face, looking unhappy at her presence. "I don't know what you want, but leave me alone. I don't want to help you and I don't want to fuck you, that leaves you no reason to be near me...So fuck off," she could tell from his body language that he didn't want her around and she drooped some. He left her and she stood still for a moment, staring hopelessly up the steps the man went.<br/><br/>She decided, though, since the man did not wish her to be around that she would begin to search for a way back home. She looked around for a moment, unable to decide which was to go or which way she had come from. She turned a few times, walking forward then turning around again to walk in a different direction. She repeated this action a few times, her eyes wide and sad. She had ended up standing back in front of the bottom of the stairs, hopeless and sad. The man was staring at her and he motioned to her to come to him. She paused a moment, unsure if she was misinterpreting his actions or not.<br/><br/>When she did finally attempt to make her way up the stairs, the man gesturing more firmly,<span style="color: #BF0000"><span style="font-style: italic"> "Move it already. Wobble that ass up here and get inside before I change my mind."</span></span>She ignored his words and tried to focus on his tone and body language, hurrying as much as she could with her cut up feet. The man closed the door and locked it, and she turned to face him with relief. He walked around her, and she jumped at the sensation of him touching her left wing. She stood still, though, afraid that he might touch her hurt wing as well.<br/><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #BF0000"><br/>"I'm going to shower, you stay out here. I don't feel like I should need to say that, but for some reason I think I should..."</span></span>His hand was off her wing and he disappeared into another area. She heard the sound of water and became excited, thinking that perhaps there was a waterfall nearby. She went to rush into the room, but kept being distracted by all the interesting items in the place.<br/><br/>The last thing she looked at was the boxish like item that flashed weird symbols. It suddenly changed one of the symbols and she jumped, only to realize that it was doing nothing else. She crept closer, picking up the box. It was hard and had more symbols and slightly raised, round spots. She accidentally pushed one in and the box came to life with strangled noises and she gave a screech, throwing it away from her. It hit the wall with a loud thud, then fell to the floor in a crash. The noise scared her and she ran straight for the room the man had disappeared to, bursting into the door only to be in bombarded with mist and heat. She found the man in a small square, with water falling from a shiny looking item stuck to the wall. It was unlike any waterfall she had ever seen, but she did not take the time to contemplate it.<br/><br/>Instead, she had launched herself straight into the man, her arms wrapping around him and the water falling down on both of them. The warm water made her injuries burn, but she did not care. That scary box was in the other room and she wanted no part of it. She was crying again, and the powdery texture on her wings began to wash off, making them slightly translucent, though still colored. The powder would be back, as her wings naturally produced it. It was only then that the true extent of the damage to her wing could be seen. It looked like it was flesh that had torn apart, and a deep color of red seeped from it.