[centre][h1][b][color=fff200]Niesha[/color][/b][/h1]
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Location Building six:Armoury->inside the wall, waiting by the gate[/centre]

Was it foolish to want to hear Sophia’s voice again? Even though she knew that it would just be painful and counterproductive for her in the long run, she wouldn’t mind being crazy to hearing Sophia’s voice again… plenty of crazy people functioned quite normally. She had, for most of her life… mostly. [color=yellow]”Sophia… “[/color] she said softly under her breath, barely a whisper, and as the name passed her lips, Niesha shuddered. She spent so long trying to make sure she didn’t utter the name… She closed her eyes tightly. She hadn’t been able to save her, either. She hadn’t known Sophia was in trouble… but she should have been with her…

The infirmary had needed her though, Victor had needed her, and she’d answered the call, without hesitating. Because she’d wanted Sophia to be proud of her, wanted to show her that she could, somewhat, make amends…  And she’d already spent months going through this in her mind. She’d been in a good place… 

[color=yellow]”I’m sorry, but… “[/color] 

The community…. She’d found a place, she’d built something steady, something stable… She’d made something of herself, here. She couldn’t-wouldn’t- let it be taken away by the memory of the woman she’d loved… still loved. 

[color=yellow]”I can’t lose my mind now… maybe in nine months, after the baby is born.”[/color] Still muttering under her breath, she sighed heavily. Catching the sound of footsteps, she opened her eyes, looking up to follow Riley’s path to her. She shrugged at her question, silent for a few moments, [color=yellow]”As well as ever. Miss Sally… I wish I could have done something more, you know? It always makes me wonder, when we lose someone like that, if we had the technology…. Maybe they’d still be here. Everyone goes on about how much we’ve lost- television, mobile phones, illegal downloading, but… I’d give anything for the technology back that helped saved lives… We aren’t in the position our ancestors were, discovering things, we already know things exist, but we can’t get out hands on them, and that, I think, is more frustrating”[/color] She said, trailing off to a stop when she realised she was rambling. 

When had that started? Sure, she rambled in her head all the time, but she generally kept her words more concise… maybe it was just because she was upset, she was frustrated. Or maybe it was just her brains way of staying active, and not letting her think about things she shouldn’t think about. [color=yellow]”Sorry. Rambling”[/color] She said, running a hand through her hair, [color=yellow]”Been a long day, I guess. And I am a little worried, about going outside the walls”[/color] She admitted, figuring that it was Riley. She could talk to Riley, much as she could with Kristina, although she’d prefer Kris… Riley was okay. [color=yellow]”But I guess everyone does, right? How are you holding up?”[/color] She asked, turning the conversation onto Riley for now.