Aasiyah Sari Valeska || Worker
Taking the stairs up the 6 levels that was needed to reach the 5th floor, Aasiyah thought about how to handle this. She knew what it was like to be stuffed in a cage, put through test after test, and to feel like all hope was gone from the world. Sighing she leaned against the door, resting her head against the cool metal.
“Ms. Valeska, are you alright?” A guard touched her shoulder gently and the poor man was over swept with emotions ranging from guilt and anger to joy and hope. Backing away from her, the guard’s eyes were large with shock.
“Marskon… Go lay down…” Aasiyah muttered her apologies to the man and nodded to the other guards to open the door. Walking into the cell, she nodded to the guard sitting across from the boy.
“Do me a favor, Jameson, get me a coffee – black – and water for this boy.” The guard shifted his stance but did not move. Arching her eyebrow at the man Aasiyah growled. The noise from the young female made the guard shudder and he went off to do as he was told.
Aasiyah turned to Varias and sighed. He was curled up in a ball against the far back wall. Taking off her heels Aasiyah sat down with her back against the opposite wall. She steadied her breathing so it matched his.
“Varias…” She whispered his name.