Mockii couldn't move, her body stood still in the opening of the door, her hand still resting on the doorknob as she listened to music that was played. All one could see, was the slight swaying of her hips and a dreamy haze within her eyes, she was thinking, thinking back to a time she could not remember. The tune of the song made her mind wander off to places she thought she had never seen before, touches she thought she had never had.<br/><br/>Mockii's eyes looked like they were glittering in the faint light of the room, tears welling up behind a smile that since the bath, had not left her face. What was this music, and what was it doing to her? She was used to obey orders, to do and think what others wanted of her. But for the first time in her life, she was let free to bathe, let free to dress, and now she was free to think back to a time she did not even know existed within her mind. Memory's faded, yes, but memories nonetheless about great buildings made of marble and Fio'tak, white stone that rised up high to the sky, surrounded by the most clear and crystal blue water she had ever seen. Her heart suddenly longed for it, as the song took her deeper into her memories then she had ever been.<br/><br/>Then after a tear rolled over her cheek, she suddenly realised she was being watched, being brought back into reality as her mistress was still playing the viola, her bright purple eyes fixated on the Tau's form. Mockii didn't knew what to do, nor what really happened to her, so if anything she did what she thought would be best. apologise..<br/><br/>"I'm.. I'm sorry miss.." As she wiped of the tear from her cheek, hiding whatever the Rogue trader already must have seen. She wanted to know what Anastacia had been playing, wanted to know why it had such a strange effect on her. But the questions remained lying on her forked tongue, not escaping her lips for she was still afraid to might do anything wrong.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>