Apocalypse

[Ramke]

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Claire grasped the Outcast's hand, but she was obviously much stronger with Cardamine running her veins. She wanted to call security or at least have someone in the room to get the Outcast off of her, yet no one was stationed nearby as the ship was run by a skeleton crew. She thought she was safe with someone who has sworn fealty, that they would understand the difference in status and would help her. Yet it seemed that the roles were completely reversed and the Outcast was pulling all the strings. Her pride took an incredible hit, being completely overpowered by the drug addict she expected was subservient.

Tears rolled down her burning, sore cheeks as she looked at the Outcast in fright, who has now seemed to relent. Still in fight or flight, the only thing on her mind was how to get out of this situation. The only way to inform the captain, or the security team, was through the console in the room, and that's an unlikely feat to accomplish with Enma holding her against the wall.

Swallowing any pride she had left, she anxiously nodded to the Outcast, as if agreeing with Loyola's statement of apologising. She felt completely degraded by the guest, only adding to the stream of tears and emotions flowing like a river out of her.

"Just leave me be! I've agreed to what you demanded, what more do you want from me?" she said as her voice cracked.

She braced herself and closed her eyes, fully expecting the animal in front of her to go rabid once more.

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