Agonie. Sasha n'aurait jamais pu imaginer une telle douleur de sa vie, et alors qu'elle essayait de se concentrer sur se tenir éveillée, elle n'a trouvé que de nouvelles souffrances à travers l'engourdissement de sa peau alors qu'elle commençait à perdre de la chaleur. Les sueurs qui se formaient sur tout son corps, truffant vers le bas alors que son corps essayait désespérément de sortir ce qui se passait. Les gazhes de son côté, alors même qu'elle était poussée et émue par les autres filles, se déchiraient légèrement à chaque fois qu'elle bougeait et ne faisaient qu'accentuer leur profondeur.
Après avoir été soutenue et émue par les autres filles, Sasha a tenté de répondre par un mot de remerciement, mais n'a vraiment pu qu'en quelque sorte à moitié parler, à moitié gargle. Le goût du fer était très important dans sa bouche. Le fait qu'il n'y a que quelque temps, elle pouvait à peine dire combien de temps, elle ne faisait que vivre sa vie. C'était une punition? Il n'y a pas d'autre moyen que ça.
Quand la voix sonna dans sa voix, masquant ses pensées et passant le message assez clairement. Malheureusement, juste après l'information utile qui a été essentiellement poussée directement sur leurs genoux, une autre fille a été grièvement blessée. Les bêtes s'affontèrent l'un avec l'autre sur la chair comme des animaux affamés, qui déstabilisèrent Sasha profondément dans son coeur.
Les filles ont légèrement mis Sasha sur le sol à côté du cadavre de l'ombre, alors qu'elles podaient et prodiguaient la bête avant de finalement consommer une partie de sa chair. La main de Sasha secoua agressivement alors qu'elle s'approchait de la masse de chair et elle ne put à peine tirer un morceau de chair du corps vers sa bouche. Il semblerait qu'elle puisse à peine mâcher à ce stade, alors elle a décidé de renoncer à la mâcher entièrement et désespérément a essayé de l'avaler en entier.
Name: Sasha Cohen Collins
Age: 15
Nationality: African/American
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Abilities: *insert lenny face here*
Personality: Sasha considers herself ignorant in a sophisticated fashion. Most people consider her to be a bit too salty for their tastes, and rightfully so. She's very blunt and rude with her comments at times, and will tell it straight in almost all situations even in ones where it's not specifically called for. She's highly influenced by the music that she listens to, and she attempts to practice stream of consciousness. She's particularly mindful of details and has quite the memory for them (Her mother jokes that she doesn't use her brain for anything else). She is unfortunately not very well off in a social sense due to her issues with connecting to people that are around her. It takes a specifically like-minded kind of person for her to bond well with them and those are once in a lifetime as it would seem.
Bio: Sasha was born in Africa and wasn't that old when her parents picked up and moved to America, with her father being a soldier that was stationed in the motherland. Her mother moved with them and Sasha's young life was, for the most part, without blemish. She had fun with other kids, she developed quickly, became quite intelligent for her age, and kindergarten became first grade became second. But then an issue arose when her father was deployed again and unfortunately, he didn't return. She wasn't quite old enough to handle death, her mother decided, so she fudged the truth a bit and simply said that her father left them and was not going to come back.
After her father's apparent departure, Sasha withdrew into a sort of shell. She was just as social with other kids, but never in the exact same way. It was.. different. As she got older, she became obsessed with representing her race and music which helped her express herself. Drumming on tables, listening to CDs, whatever she really could get her hands on. When she was 12, her mother finally told her that her father was dead and that it wasn't that he left but that he couldn't come back. Needless to say, Sasha was somewhat upset by this revelation, as it was held from her for years. The next 3 years were spent growing bitter and becoming the salty, truth spewing person that she was known for being with only two people that considered her a friend.