( sour flips turn her stomach as she stares down at the rope latching them together, as though she might interrogate it into an answer. there's an obvious theory at play, of course — the guests of the estate enjoy their games. in the end, it's all entertainment, watching their tragedies and comedies unfold like a personal play.
a grimace wrenches at alina's mouth, lemon-puckered. eternally unhappy to be the focus of wealthy nobles' amusement, a jester who isn't in on the joke. )
Our humiliation, mostly.
( or — a more sinister desire for gratification, but just the thought of suggesting such a thing is mortifying. alina decides, very maturely, she would rather rot in their makeshift chains than embarrass herself. )
Whatever they want from us, it's never anything pleasant. ( like getting coal, when you really wanted a puppy. feebly, she wags her wrist, growing more resigned to her bondage by the second. ) Maybe they'll get bored of us and find new victims to torment, if we do nothing.
( playing dead, to avoid a predator's interest. alina's never been an optimistic, glass half-full, sunshine dreamer, but — well, that's wishful thinking at its finest. )
no subject
a grimace wrenches at alina's mouth, lemon-puckered. eternally unhappy to be the focus of wealthy nobles' amusement, a jester who isn't in on the joke. )
Our humiliation, mostly.
( or — a more sinister desire for gratification, but just the thought of suggesting such a thing is mortifying. alina decides, very maturely, she would rather rot in their makeshift chains than embarrass herself. )
Whatever they want from us, it's never anything pleasant. ( like getting coal, when you really wanted a puppy. feebly, she wags her wrist, growing more resigned to her bondage by the second. ) Maybe they'll get bored of us and find new victims to torment, if we do nothing.
( playing dead, to avoid a predator's interest. alina's never been an optimistic, glass half-full, sunshine dreamer, but — well, that's wishful thinking at its finest. )