Airalin

The dark heart +18 mature/viloence/language

I bit my lip as I was handed the papers. it was true that I needed to start trusting others more, but this was not the time for such things; I fully intended to read the documents all the way through before signing anything. It would be dull and monotonous, but worth it... I stood to lose an incredible amount of money if he was trying to pull anything.

"I'll need a while to read through all this," I said evenly, gesturing toward an adjacent room. "You're welcome to use the TV in the living room while you wait." Without waiting for a response, I began examining the first document. I had studied up on such things a little bit; it wouldn't do for me to lose my money right as I was about to gain my independence. I would be able to relax, but only after it had all be safely transferred to me.

The dark heart +18 mature/viloence/language

The lovely white dress I was wearing was so not my style.

I bit my lip as I sat in a chair in the entrance hall, waiting for my visitors. Despite Vivian's desire to become a lawyer, I was not particularly fond of the people - I'd always felt as if they were trying to trick me into giving them something I wasn't even thinking about. Unfortunately, this time, they were necessary - as soon as I had control of my inheritance, I could avoid whatever unpleasant duties I wanted. The question was what I would do instead.

Vivian was at school. Amanda was leaving. I would be all alone, aside from my servants... and the necklace waiting in my vault, possessed by some malevolent entity, ready to ruin my life anew the moment I got too close. All it would take was a single mistake. I would lose everything.

I took a few long, deep breaths. I was getting carried away - the scenarios I envisioned were just in my head. Focus on the present; don't let far-fetched worries sink in their roots. The lawyers were a very real frustration I was about to have to deal with; I couldn't afford to be distracted by things that weren't, and probably never would be.

The dark heart +18 mature/viloence/language

Ok. Do you want to do a few more posts to end off the current arc quickly, or just do an abrupt jump?

The dark heart +18 mature/viloence/language

I know... the thing is, with Eva locked up at home and no one to oppose her, there isn't much to do aside from have her play out her boring day to day life.

Lyle's House for Troubled Teens

Sure!

Lyle's House for Troubled Teens

@Arista

I'm interested. ^.^

The dark heart +18 mature/viloence/language

It feels like this thread has been meandering lately, possibly because there's no longer any significant conflict for Eva to deal with. Do you want to add a new antagonist or do a time skip or something to breathe so new life into the RP? I'm still interested in the thread, but please feel free to let me know if you are not.

The dark heart +18 mature/viloence/language

"When I choose what?" I asked, annoyed, "It's not like I can just stop thinking about my past. It's not my fault that my memories stick with me! Even in the present, when I'm doing something else like playing a game, those memories are there with me. They make me miserable all the time - I can't just shake them off!" I stomped out of the room, wanting to put some distance between myself and this man. he was supposed to be helping me, not blaming me! Everything he was saying just made me even more depressed! Why couldn't someone just be nice to me for a change?

The dark heart +18 mature/viloence/language

"My meds are basically useless. You can't drug the trauma out of me, no matter how much you try," I said, glancing disdainfully at the therapist. I had been on one medication or another for quite a while now - it was about time to get such things out of my system. They truthfully did little to help anyway. "I'm glad you'd prefer not to pry for now," I said as the man offered me an early end to the session. "Are we all done, then? I have video games to play and insipid TV shows to watch."

The dark heart +18 mature/viloence/language

I grimaced at my therapist. I really didn't want to get back into talking about how everything was basically my fault - not in the least. Trying to hide my apprehension, I shrugged as I took a seat. "Not bad, I guess. I've been hanging out with Vivian a lot and play a lot of games." I bit my lip nervously, aware that I was under this man's scrutiny. "I guess Vivian and I are growing a bit closer," I added awkwardly, recalling the conversation we had during the previous session.