B R O K E N
Months had been spent fighting this moment. Months of resisting, months of attempting to talk herself down, months of trying to push the thoughts away and see clarity. And those months had turned into meditation that turned inward, which turned into research, to reaching out – to less than favorable people, to doing things that would not only be frowned upon but probably get her into some sort of trouble. But it didn’t matter, everything had lead up to this moment.
Eenia had tried to resist. She had done her best to ignore the need for revenge, to push it aside and move on with her life just like her big sister had done. But it had done her no good. Even with the help of a proper hand to help steer her, to help curb her and talk her down, the sensations festered until not even her bubbly façade was good enough anymore. The veil had broken, the mask cracked, and Nia gave in.
It had taken a great deal of effort for the younger Vahn sister to track down her older sibling. A great deal of effort and damn near every credit she had, had. But it was worth it – it would be worth it. She had no idea how often her sister actually boarded this rust bucket of a ship Nia was stood on now – or who would board it with her for that matter, but in that moment she didn’t care. She had manipulated some poor sod into hacking the lock and getting her inside and then to forget she had been seen, hopefully. She still wasn’t the greatest at that part, but what mattered was she had gotten onto the ship, and now she was there waiting, hopefully with the element of surprise on her side.
Or if not surprise, at the very least Anora would misinterpret why Eenia was there and have her guard down when she came to find her. Either option worked for Nia.
Eenia had tried to resist. She had done her best to ignore the need for revenge, to push it aside and move on with her life just like her big sister had done. But it had done her no good. Even with the help of a proper hand to help steer her, to help curb her and talk her down, the sensations festered until not even her bubbly façade was good enough anymore. The veil had broken, the mask cracked, and Nia gave in.
It had taken a great deal of effort for the younger Vahn sister to track down her older sibling. A great deal of effort and damn near every credit she had, had. But it was worth it – it would be worth it. She had no idea how often her sister actually boarded this rust bucket of a ship Nia was stood on now – or who would board it with her for that matter, but in that moment she didn’t care. She had manipulated some poor sod into hacking the lock and getting her inside and then to forget she had been seen, hopefully. She still wasn’t the greatest at that part, but what mattered was she had gotten onto the ship, and now she was there waiting, hopefully with the element of surprise on her side.
Or if not surprise, at the very least Anora would misinterpret why Eenia was there and have her guard down when she came to find her. Either option worked for Nia.