<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/wondersofthesandbox/images/b/bc/Rosie-Tupper-09.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Shae Lux Kurova (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=250173.msg12369639#msg12369639)<br/><strong>City | Date | Time:</strong>Seattle, WA | August 16, 2017 | 11:02 PM PST<br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong>Dara, Elijah, Kumiho<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Unhealthy desires<br/><hr/>Shae was going to protest, she was going to launch complaints and refuse to leave until they had talked to the band, consequences be dammed. She never got the chance once the stress started getting to her though, once the worm of need was back in her brain. Any care she had about all of that went to the side when she started thinking back to when she last, or really any time, had gotten a fix. She could almost feel the needle in her arm, and the way it felt as the substance moved through her and took it all away. Oh how badly she wanted to go back to that place, where all was well and nothing mattered. It nagged at her like a damn woodpecker in her skull, furiously tapped without a pause. If this sort of mood had hit her at a time when Dara wasn't right here, the truth was that Shae would have just wandered away and found it. She knew where to look if she wanted too.<br/><br/>Her dull eyes met Dara's and locked there while she spoke, but she didn't stop nursing on the hair. Not right away anyway. “It's not,” She whined, whimpering. Her whole body was shivering, goosebumps had taken up residence on her arms and legs. The hair on her neck was risen. “I just want...”<br/><br/>She stopped.<br/><br/>There was noise. It was happening too fast, unnaturally. Nothing generated sound like that. Nothing. They sounded like foot steps though, but that was clearly impossible. They hit the ground and lifted up at a rate that didn't seem feasible. They started at the end of the hall and before she knew what was going on they were at the other end, and then back in front of her door. Her body went rigid, this sudden fear gripping her and sobering her from those thoughts of delicious relapse. “Da-” She couldn't even finish before the door was open and shut and someone was with them. It was perhaps the most jarring thing that she had ever experienced because whatever it was, it was moving faster then sound. The sound of her voice, the sound wave wasn't disrupted by it because it simply moved to the other side of the room before it could hit it. Still it generated its own sound, and she could see that. The speed at which it moved across the room was dizzying, it made her feel sick. Fighter jets didn't even move that fast or generate that kind of noise – she knew, she'd watched them!<br/><br/>Then finally the half syllable of her sisters name hit the man that come to settle in the chair, but Shae had already turned to see him, wrenching herself free of Dara. She got the details of him as the sound bounced back to her – sure she could see him now as he sat, but she always trusted her ears more then her eyes. Dara's scream made her jump a little, she'd been so focused on this man and the noise he was making that she'd not been prepared to hear something quite that loud. She focused in on the stranger and listened to all of the tell tale signs of him – clearly he was Evolved, there was no doubt in that, not with what she had witnessed – lying about what he was saying. There was no telltale flutter in his heart about if he was lying, no, both of those statements were true.<br/><br/>That didn't really make her feel much better though, not knowing how fast that he could move. “He's telling the truth...” Shae muttered, under her breath.