<strong>Sunset</strong><br/>Because she was still so wired from the day's events, it was hard to sit still for any length of time. Even as Alan spoke, Nadia stood up and cracked her neck. She had little opportunity to comment during his story, but she didn't mind. She understood that he too must need to talk about his situation just to come to grips with it. When he was finished, Nadia was ready to discuss the plethora of questions that he had thrown out during his verbal barrage, but she didn't have the opportunity as Carrie seemed ready to grant her some sort of response.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=114247.msg5073003#msg5073003">Quote from: AndyZ on 16-08-2011, 05:07:09</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>Sunset</strong><br/>"It doesn't hurt anymore," she said softly.  She still looked sorrowful, yet she didn't seem to be lying, as if she didn't mean herself.  "Beyond that, I don't know.  He's not one of the ones talking.  Sometimes it would help if they just left me be for a little while, though."  Her eyes were lightly scrunched, a good sign of a headache that only seemed to be getting worse and worse for her.  "It's hard when it's more than one person at a time.  It doesn't make as much sense.  Kind of like with music, sometimes I used to like to have two radios but it had to be the same type of song.  I need to lie down."  Without another word, she wandered off to go over towards a cot which she had set up, collapsing upon it and letting her eyes close.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Nadia regarded her with a slightly slacken jaw, and once again made eye contact with Alan. Carrie was one of the less strange aspects of the day, so she shrugged and continued on with what she had planned to say to him. "Sounds like quite the lucky break with that professor, but to answer your question, It was pretty easy to avoid panic at the concert because no one seemed to realize it wasn't part of the show. Maybe we were both pretty lucky. You mentioned how you somehow just knew what to do. It was like that for me as well. Something in the music. I knew I had to kill the thing somehow. It was killing people." Her voice trailed off.  "I recovered most of the bodies of the people it killed, but now I don't know what to do with them." She bit her lower lip, not sure if Alan would have any ideas.<br/><br/>While she was awaiting a response, she stretched, and groaned as her black lace corset dug into her ribcage for the hundredth time tonight. Without a second thought, she threw modesty to the winds and took it off. She slipped out of her black crinoline skirt, and sat down on a nearby couch. She began to dig through her messenger bag for the spare clothing she'd stashed, still awaiting more conversation from Alan.<br/><br/>(http://www.etoiles.ro/images/stories/lia_sinchevici/6.jpg)