Here's the next chapter of "Psyche Complement"!!
A/N: Okay, I hate to announce this, but I might be on hiatus for two or three days, because I'm moving out
of my dorm room. After that, I will get back to work, I promise! NO COMPLAINTS ALLOWED!! (I mean, if I had
been so good about updating and such, you REALLY shouldn't complain about a short hiatus of a few days...)
Okay, now that that's out of the way...disclaimers apply, as always.
Moving right along...
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"Okay, so when I go back, I'm going to kick up a fuss. Then, I think I will be brought to meet the other girls.
Then, I'll try my best to find out as much as possible about them." Mina said to Kevin. "Now, you need to go
and call them, and I have to change back into what I wore when I came here. And look suitably mussed up."
She vanished back into Raye's bedroom, and then came out with her hair messed up, her makeup smudged,
and her dress wrinkled. She lay down on the sofa, and proceeded to woozily get up.
"Where am I? What happened? Why am I so sore all over?" She proceeded to speak loudly, for the benefit of
the bug on her clothing, as Kevin proceeded to call Esmeraude's thugs.
Kevin finished making the phone call. "They're going to pick you up in 15 minutes." He mouthed silently to her.
She nodded, and proceeded to keep the act going, loudly wailing about how she was confused and disoriented
and didn't know where she was. Soon enough, there was footsteps down the hall, the heavy footsteps of the
thug who had brought Mina in. Mina gave Kevin one lingering glance, and planted one last soft kiss on his lips,
then got unsteadily to her feet, and walked shakily forward.
At that moment, the thug knocked on the door, and Kevin opened it with a carefully blank face. The thug took
a glance inside, and saw 'Angela', looking reasonably confused and apprehensive, with her golden hair tangled
and her dress rumpled up. She turned appealing big blue eyes at him. "I--I..."
"Just follow me out you dumb bitch." The thug growled. Kevin forcibly restrained himself from hitting the guy.
Mina gave him a hurt, confused look, but followed him out.
~ ~ ~
Esmeraude was no longer the benevolent-seeming woman when Mina was brought before her. In fact, her face
was twisted in a half-cruel sneer, half-menacing scowl. "So, Angela, you're quite the little slut."
"W-what do you mean?" Mina asked, widening her blue eyes.
"You seduced your customer! How could you?!" Esmeraude continued the tirade, and Mina simply listened to it
in silence. Then, Esmeraude announced that in order to atone for her sins, she would have to sell her body to
pay for her keep, since certainly she could not work as a maid again after that fiasco, Mina gave a convincing
show of tears.
Then, flanked on both sides by two huge, lumbering thugs, Mina was led to a different area of the house. The
door of a huge antechamber was opened, and Mina was shoved inside. Completing her act perfectly, Mina fell
ungracefully on her knees.
A slender white hand reached out, and a soft, gentle voice that reminded Mina of Amy's, asked, "Are you new
here?"
Mina looked up to see a slender, dainty-looking girl with pale blue hair and an alabaster-white complexion. "My
name was Bertha Thornton. But here, they call me Birdy." She helped Mina to her feet. "So you're yet another
girl who's been taken in by Esmeraude's lies." She smiled sadly. "Join the club. Here, come and meet the other
girls."
Three other girls sat in the room. A tall, voluptuous, regal-looking one with a wreath of dark forest-green hair,
stood up first. She spoke, her voice crisp and satiny, "Priscilla Robinson, known as Prisma."
Another, with a peaches and cream complexion and glossy red hair, spoke in an even, modulated voice, "Ava
Stuart, also called Avery."
And finally, a girl with masses of dark purplish hair and snowy skin with just a tint of rose in her high cheekbones
stepped forward, speaking in a husky, velvety voice, "Catherine Willard, called Catsy."
Mina gave each girl a smile, "My name is Angela Minton. What's with these nicknames?"
Avery gave her a cynical smile, "We have to use them for our...job. Surely you have found out what occupation
you'll be doomed to until you're no longer pretty by now?" Mina nodded, and looked at all four girls. None of them
looked older than 28, at the very most. All of them were beautiful, each in their own way. But their eyes...they
looked so hollow, so...defeated. Mina stepped forward and hugged each person in turn.
"Don't lose hope, there might be a miracle, and you may all be saved yet."
Prisma smirked, "Dream on, Angela-girl."
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Okay, that's the end of that chapter. I may not update for 2 or 3 days....sorry...moving...
REVIEW!
A/N: Okay, I hate to announce this, but I might be on hiatus for two or three days, because I'm moving out
of my dorm room. After that, I will get back to work, I promise! NO COMPLAINTS ALLOWED!! (I mean, if I had
been so good about updating and such, you REALLY shouldn't complain about a short hiatus of a few days...)
Okay, now that that's out of the way...disclaimers apply, as always.
Moving right along...
* * *
"Okay, so when I go back, I'm going to kick up a fuss. Then, I think I will be brought to meet the other girls.
Then, I'll try my best to find out as much as possible about them." Mina said to Kevin. "Now, you need to go
and call them, and I have to change back into what I wore when I came here. And look suitably mussed up."
She vanished back into Raye's bedroom, and then came out with her hair messed up, her makeup smudged,
and her dress wrinkled. She lay down on the sofa, and proceeded to woozily get up.
"Where am I? What happened? Why am I so sore all over?" She proceeded to speak loudly, for the benefit of
the bug on her clothing, as Kevin proceeded to call Esmeraude's thugs.
Kevin finished making the phone call. "They're going to pick you up in 15 minutes." He mouthed silently to her.
She nodded, and proceeded to keep the act going, loudly wailing about how she was confused and disoriented
and didn't know where she was. Soon enough, there was footsteps down the hall, the heavy footsteps of the
thug who had brought Mina in. Mina gave Kevin one lingering glance, and planted one last soft kiss on his lips,
then got unsteadily to her feet, and walked shakily forward.
At that moment, the thug knocked on the door, and Kevin opened it with a carefully blank face. The thug took
a glance inside, and saw 'Angela', looking reasonably confused and apprehensive, with her golden hair tangled
and her dress rumpled up. She turned appealing big blue eyes at him. "I--I..."
"Just follow me out you dumb bitch." The thug growled. Kevin forcibly restrained himself from hitting the guy.
Mina gave him a hurt, confused look, but followed him out.
~ ~ ~
Esmeraude was no longer the benevolent-seeming woman when Mina was brought before her. In fact, her face
was twisted in a half-cruel sneer, half-menacing scowl. "So, Angela, you're quite the little slut."
"W-what do you mean?" Mina asked, widening her blue eyes.
"You seduced your customer! How could you?!" Esmeraude continued the tirade, and Mina simply listened to it
in silence. Then, Esmeraude announced that in order to atone for her sins, she would have to sell her body to
pay for her keep, since certainly she could not work as a maid again after that fiasco, Mina gave a convincing
show of tears.
Then, flanked on both sides by two huge, lumbering thugs, Mina was led to a different area of the house. The
door of a huge antechamber was opened, and Mina was shoved inside. Completing her act perfectly, Mina fell
ungracefully on her knees.
A slender white hand reached out, and a soft, gentle voice that reminded Mina of Amy's, asked, "Are you new
here?"
Mina looked up to see a slender, dainty-looking girl with pale blue hair and an alabaster-white complexion. "My
name was Bertha Thornton. But here, they call me Birdy." She helped Mina to her feet. "So you're yet another
girl who's been taken in by Esmeraude's lies." She smiled sadly. "Join the club. Here, come and meet the other
girls."
Three other girls sat in the room. A tall, voluptuous, regal-looking one with a wreath of dark forest-green hair,
stood up first. She spoke, her voice crisp and satiny, "Priscilla Robinson, known as Prisma."
Another, with a peaches and cream complexion and glossy red hair, spoke in an even, modulated voice, "Ava
Stuart, also called Avery."
And finally, a girl with masses of dark purplish hair and snowy skin with just a tint of rose in her high cheekbones
stepped forward, speaking in a husky, velvety voice, "Catherine Willard, called Catsy."
Mina gave each girl a smile, "My name is Angela Minton. What's with these nicknames?"
Avery gave her a cynical smile, "We have to use them for our...job. Surely you have found out what occupation
you'll be doomed to until you're no longer pretty by now?" Mina nodded, and looked at all four girls. None of them
looked older than 28, at the very most. All of them were beautiful, each in their own way. But their eyes...they
looked so hollow, so...defeated. Mina stepped forward and hugged each person in turn.
"Don't lose hope, there might be a miracle, and you may all be saved yet."
Prisma smirked, "Dream on, Angela-girl."
* * *
Okay, that's the end of that chapter. I may not update for 2 or 3 days....sorry...moving...
REVIEW!