comment:becky crow: *pulls out shotgun* well you have just yee'd your last haw
Is ThIS A ThrEaT?!
It has been six days since i last spoke becky. While my worry grew with every minute. It wouldn't be such a surprise if she was already in her room, or working on her desk. It wouldn't be the first time she pulled something like that. But.. usually not longer then a day or two.
Everyone on the ship has probably noticed my huge mood change. Instead of walking like a proud peacock, i looked down at the ground.
Malachite had offered me a fun boys night. But i refused. Maybe i should've accepted to show i was doing fine but nah..
Yesterday mayapple came to my desk and asked if my minions had found any signs of her.
Sometimes i forget they are friends too, tanning, talking at parties, doing other friends stuff which wasn't my business.
She must miss her too.
I told her no and the tension got awkward so she left.
Mayapple also hired the police to help but they weren't that much help either. Becky's "date" made a run for it when he finally got the change. Leaving her behind on her own. Disgusting.. just a flat out disgusting excuse for whatever he was supposed to be.
I ate dinner in my room. And watched some tv while sitting on my bed, since the party was a big deal. The attack was still playing on repeat at the news station. Every day since the first night of the shooting, the message was the same:
The attack on the royal and hero's party shocked the world. Some may argue that it's due to the lack of security, even though five-hundred policemen were there. Luckily only one person got taken.
i looked away from the tv. LUCKILY LUCKILY!, well still there were less people than guards i suppose you could've done a better job.
A female with black skin, a skinny posture, white hair which is presumably painted, and mint green eyes. That night she wore a black tight fitting dress.
They showed a picture of becky. It was the one mayapple posted of her and becky posing in their dresses. Well.. mayapple posed, becky stood with her hand on her hip giving the camera an icy look. I remember malachite telling becky to pose more expressively. While trying to not drop mayapples cellphone with his big claws. I saw his phone. It it is the size of a tablet of course he had trouble holding it.
It was one of becky's better photos though.
Her hair almost shined in contrast with the almost black sky. Her eyes were sparkling, and her lips where relaxed and not frowned like normal.
She was last seen with her date. The hero captain man
They showed a picture of becky in a cinderella-prince pose. Her hand connected with his. While his arm rested around her waist. They were dancing. The hero was smiling while becky looked rather angry.
If you have any information about this woman called becky rockler. Please contact the news studio.
And with that the news ended. The openings jingle of 'would you date supervillain started.
I leaned back on my bed. And closed my eyes. I wish becky came back soon.
becky
I closed my eyes. Almost begging to finally get some sleep and not let one of those monsters disturb it. The last few days have been hell.
They locked me in this room. Which was only decorated with a chair, a locked desk and a mattress. Where i was lying on right now. I suffered from a massive headache. Which clearly wasn't planning on leaving soon. It was kind of chilly but that was bothering me the least right now. The Time i've been here i didn't get any moment to sleep longer the an hour. They would wake me up one way or another. If it was just picking me up like a baby which i didn't noticed in my bad state. And just dropping me to the ground.
Or by just plain kicking and screaming.
The strangest part was: they only kept me here because they wanted to know my connection with mayapple, or the other royalty. And now i'm speaking of they. Since on day three another more muscled man came with the wide grinned boy. I recognized some of his tattoos as gang tattoos meaning whoever he was didn't have any use in giving me mercy. They didn't know my connection with crow. Or they haven't brought it up yet.
In the meantime they seemed to get pissed at me. They already brought up a number of horrible things they might do to me if the mood really fitted them. And day by day it seemed to get closer to that.
Maybe they would skin me. Maybe they would burn me. Maybe the would start to neglect me and stop actually giving me food.
Maybe the would use me for something even worse than death.
While i i'm not yet hitting the point where my own death seems more appealing. i might come to the point one day
I'm not going to give up so soon. Crow will save me soon enough. For once i trust him with my live. I don't remember ever trusting anyone with something so important. But if i need trust anyone in this situation it must be crow.
I'm the foundation of his empire. When i'm gone it will fall.
Heh.. pathetic isn't it?. Needing to trust someone with my live.
And i'm choosing him out of everyone...