Pride Lost, Sadness Found

[Amorphbutt 199]

 

Raska... Janehsi thought as she stumbled towards Karakatua. The name kept on going through her mind, repeating endlessly as the image of him that she would never see again was burned into her mind. She had lost everything a few days ago. Her sight, her voice, her hearing, her teeth... she was literally crawling towards the docks.

 

How much could change in a few days, she thought as she continued, the telltale feel of wood under her paws... or what she thought was wood. She could barely feel anything anymore. She didn’t even know what was real or what was in her mind. Like what the voices were...

 

Would she survive this? Would she die? Would... would her family know of her death, or would she pass unnoticed... unwanted..? She had done a good job on the surviving part, she could feel. But she was so tired... so sleepy. NO! she screamed at herself mentally, forcing herself to continue.

 

To a passerby, she looked like a bandaged kha; her eyes covered by a piece of cloth, mouth forced shut, cuts bandaged on her arms and legs, the bandages on her feet and hands were bloody from the stumps of where her two missing fingers and toes were... She had little dignity at this point. Her torturers... her kidnappers made sure of that.

 

What once there was pride, power, strength, there was little more than a shade... a shadow of her former self.

 

As she neared the boat, she could feel people gawking at her. ‘Hey, look at that thing, what is it?’ she could think them asking as she tried to get on the boat. She hated apes now more than any other time in her life.

 

But that wasn’t important now, the important thing was her getting home... and she needed it badly.

Crawling onto the island, she worked her way towards the tavern, dragging herself up the stairs until she stopped at the top. She was so tired... maybe it she laid down she’d feel better. Yes... that sounded very inviting... So, she did just that. Just as she laid there, her mind was plagued with thoughts of her kittens, her metz'al seeing her this way. She... she couldn't deal with it.

 

She tried to hide herself as best as she could, shivering and sobbing as she lay on the floor of the tavern... wanting only quiet... no memories of anyone... anything.

[monkeypoacher 8055]

((Nooo!))

 

Brake looks out from some brush, to see her wounded mother. He lets out a sad, worried mewl before retreating into the greenery.

[Hanrahan 2983]

Napier walks in, dropping the cup of tea he had prepared moments before, in pure shock of this grisly sight. Without a word, he rushes to the side of the injured Kha, blurting out questions, if only one is heard, it is..

 

"How can I help?"

[Amorphbutt 199]

Janehsi could not hear, she couldn't even speak. She just continued to sob, shaking as she is completely oblivious of those around her... those that cared for her, and those that thought less of her. How had it come this far, for her to have lost her sight, her voice, her ears? Was this the work of Metztli? Did the Muuna want her to feel this way? Was she a tool to be discarded at any time? She wished it to be false, she wished it to be different... but in the end, she knew it was true. They were all tools to the Muuna, no more, no less.

 

"H-H-" she tried to form a word, but without a tongue... or teeth. She couldn't.

[Moot 1719]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.