[M] Nothin' but wind through the trees...

Sidra Pheonix · 09-02-2012, 11:41 PM

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She's got a long gash on her shoulder leading across her chest. Several deep cuts on right arm, leading all the way down. A big gash on her left thigh, and cuts on her cheek as well as bruises all over. She also has three cracked ribs, one on the left and two on the right. She's hurt bad guys. :c

It had been about a week since Sidra had been safely returned to the safety of the borders by none other than her knight and shining armor. He had been more than her savior physically, but mentally as well. After going through a psycho state of mind for a little while, he had put her at ease and put her to rest so that her mind could recover. She was still not at her hundred percent though. She couldn't shake the image of how weak she must have been, tied up and molested by that sickening man. Sidra walked through Casa and spat as she thought about him, his hands defiling her and weapons digging into her flesh to cause the wounds she now had. She was so sore, her body still bruised but healing. All of her wounds had been bandaged up and taken care of, they felt a lot better now that someone had tended to them. Still, it hurt to breath as a few of her ribs had been cracked by the boss's repetitive kicks to her side and stomach. For pain, she had gotten a hold of some of Aro's special blend. It was helping but it couldn't take it all away. It also help take her mind to a better place but still, she was so deeply scarred by what had happened that even the mind altering plant couldn't block out all of it.

The injured broad made her way into the forest with her leather bag on her back, full of tools of relaxation. She wanted to clear her mind and get away from all of this madness. Still, she wouldn't go anywhere near the border for fear the men would return and steal her away with no respect for pack lanes. But, they probably wouldn't be that stupid. It was a mere precautions he was taking to protect herself. After all, Aro had been right in a sense. If she had never left, then she wouldn't have been captured in the first place.

The heat had now retreated, thankfully, and she could focus on other things rather than her own desire to procreate. It was a weight off of her shoulders to say the least. Sidra found a nice spot beneath the shade of a tree and sat on a rock that seemed to have been purposely placed there for that very reason. Sidra grunted as she lowered herself slowly, her ribs causing her the most pain as she sat down with a 'oomph'. She took out the blunt that Aro had rolled for her and lit it up taking a huge hit before settling down and releasing her breath. She let a calming 'aaah' out and fell back against the tree, letting her head fall against it before closing her eyes. She listened to nothing but the wind rustle through the trees and the many different birds chirping their delights in the branches above. It was very relaxing, something that was much needed after all that she had been through. The perfect afternoon in Casa di Cavalieri with nothing on her mind but her sweetheart and the incredible high she was experiencing. The only thing that would make it better, was some company. But, that was just wishful thinking.

Sidra Pheonix

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