Yesterday (yesterday?) she had been a girl, at home, going to school, debating on if she was going to try some new sneakers or if she was going to go with her boots that clicked satisfyingly on the cement when she asked Jacob Bailey out. She had almost decided when she woke up here, and this is not Baltimore.
Worse, there's all this creepy fetishy BDSM stuff, and Satya is a virgin, thanks, and she's not into any of it.
She is sitting by herself, when someone sits next to her. Her first impulse is to get up, leave, so she shifts her weight, and kind of gets up?
And kind of doesn't?
The train stops and of course, that means she loses her balance and falls on whoever it is.]
Oh jeez. Jesus. Sorry. Damn. Sorry.
[Her accent is heavy and almost South African.]
ask me about!
[This is the stupidest icebreaker Satya has ever participated in, and she has the acute displeasure of having been sent to sleep away camp. This is like sex sleepaway camp. Which means that her shirt reads Ask me about my virginity! because apparently, unlike other people around here, she doesn't have any horrible secrets.
She's a 17 year old girl. What kind of weird dark secrets would she have?
She busy trying to roll up her shirt and balance wine (score) and wine spills on her shirt, and she looks up at the sky with the grace of only a 17 year old and closes her eyes.]
I'm sorry for whatever karmic thing I did to deserve this, okay? Please. Please just let me get through this.
Satya Wallace | World of Darkness OC | dominant
[This is.
Not good.
Yesterday (yesterday?) she had been a girl, at home, going to school, debating on if she was going to try some new sneakers or if she was going to go with her boots that clicked satisfyingly on the cement when she asked Jacob Bailey out. She had almost decided when she woke up here, and this is not Baltimore.
Worse, there's all this creepy fetishy BDSM stuff, and Satya is a virgin, thanks, and she's not into any of it.
She is sitting by herself, when someone sits next to her. Her first impulse is to get up, leave, so she shifts her weight, and kind of gets up?
And kind of doesn't?
The train stops and of course, that means she loses her balance and falls on whoever it is.]
Oh jeez. Jesus. Sorry. Damn. Sorry.
[Her accent is heavy and almost South African.]
ask me about!
[This is the stupidest icebreaker Satya has ever participated in, and she has the acute displeasure of having been sent to sleep away camp. This is like sex sleepaway camp. Which means that her shirt reads Ask me about my virginity! because apparently, unlike other people around here, she doesn't have any horrible secrets.
She's a 17 year old girl. What kind of weird dark secrets would she have?
She busy trying to roll up her shirt and balance wine (score) and wine spills on her shirt, and she looks up at the sky with the grace of only a 17 year old and closes her eyes.]
I'm sorry for whatever karmic thing I did to deserve this, okay? Please. Please just let me get through this.
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