03-02-2011, 09:17 PM
Kyreian knew she couldn't do anything about it, so she sat in her seat, eyes focused forward, her usually emotionless farce now a complete and utter glare. Her sapphire jeweled eyes gleamed brightly with anger. How the hell does he know my name? She started to breath a little bit better as the drive continued. She wanted to ask the question aloud but wasn't sure if she would be able to. The shaken was only slightly starting to subside. She could feel herself starting to drift as her consciousness wanted to leave her in the dark again.
When he continued to talk...and drove erratically, her eyes stayed open, gleaming clear and bright. She turned them on him, really not wanting to die. When he talked about concentrating on something, she managed to snort and say sarcastically, even if shaky, "You to-took my weah-weapons. Ha-hard to conca-concetrate on ha-happy things." Which was true. Her only real happy things at that point in her life were her weapons and training. If you could really call that happy. She looked away as her breathing sped up again as she thought of that but she was trying to breath better...trying. "Where are-are you ta-taking me?" She glared at him again, jewels reflecting.
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