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<blockquote data-quote="The Forsaken One" data-source="post: 782253" data-attributes="member: 799"><p>The sound of her name snaps Amelia out of her trance. She looks around a tad disoriented at hearing her name. But as she does so the sounds echoing around the room don't merely just reach her ears this time but her mind as well. Lost in thought while she was pondering about what was going on and what she could make of it all had distracted her sufficiently from noticing what happened in the room around her.</p><p></p><p>"---------- your sister's----------------------------------."</p><p></p><p>Is all that gets through to her. Pushing herself away from the door she feels the doorknob poke into her back but the pain doesn't get through to her as she dashes for Isaac. </p><p></p><p>Her thoughts darkened by her conclusions and pondering she grabs Isaac by both arms and shakes him wildly as she stares into his eyes with the gaze of a mad man. The dark mood she brought herself in with her speculating of what might be going on here seeps into her thoughts of what might have happened to her sister when she heard word of her.</p><p></p><p>"What is there with my sister! What do you know of her!?"</p><p></p><p>Her nails imbed themselves in Isaac's arms as mania seizes her.</p><p></p><p><em>What would he have fou..</em></p><p></p><p>As the word takes shape in her mind and nearly escapes from her lips she releases Isaac and wildly goes for the man at the fireplace. Grabbing him by the shoulder she turns him around and looks frantically into his eyes.</p><p></p><p>"What have you found? Show me! Well sho..."</p><p></p><p>As she is yelling at Smith her eyes catch a glimpse of her sisters picture. Her breath stops in her throat and she stumbles back a feet or two, her eyes still fixed on the picture and the confronting shapes beneath it. </p><p></p><p>The letters spelling Selena Brogart.</p><p></p><p>Amelia trips over thin air and lands on her behind with a silent thump as the cold from the marble floor seeps through her clothing again. </p><p></p><p>She fails to notice.</p><p></p><p>Forget, wanting to forget is everything she wants right now. She wishes she never had a little sister, never ever.</p><p></p><p><em>Why did I ask her for that job, why... she was doing so well at that research centre... Why did I talk her into it... Why...</em></p><p></p><p>Two grey eyes never lost sight of the photograph since they caught their first glimpse of it, but now its outline is growing vague as tears slowly begin to build in Amelia's eyes. A sigh escapes as the feeling of helplessness grows. She feels so powerless... everything seems to happen, everything has always just seemed to go on. A soft whisper glides of her lips as her past fills her mind again.</p><p></p><p>"I can't affect anything... the world just goes on, I can't help anything. I'm useless.. so damned useless..."</p><p></p><p>The thoughts flow away and she turns her face to Smith.</p><p></p><p>"Please, may I please have that picture. Please..."</p><p></p><p>And only the two tears that silenly roll down her cheecks bare testimony to her true feelings and the despair that slowly gets its dark hold on Amelia's mind.</p><p></p><p><em>I was so selfish to ask her to come work in Racoon city... she had such a happy life. Why did I not just leave her where she was and was happy... Why did I have to involve myself again in how she leads her life! It's my fault, my selfish fault she moved here and accepted that damned job at Umbrella... I just missed her so much. I just saw her so little after she first moved out...</em></p><p></p><p><em>And now this has happened to her... I brought it onto her.. But I was just so proud... but why did I have to get her that job at the Black ops department... I just wanted her to have the very best... I just was so proud of her and when they said they needed and expert I thought of her... She deserved it.. but now this... And it's my fault... all my fault...</em></p><p></p><p>Two tears silenly hit the cold marble.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="The Forsaken One, post: 782253, member: 799"] The sound of her name snaps Amelia out of her trance. She looks around a tad disoriented at hearing her name. But as she does so the sounds echoing around the room don't merely just reach her ears this time but her mind as well. Lost in thought while she was pondering about what was going on and what she could make of it all had distracted her sufficiently from noticing what happened in the room around her. "---------- your sister's----------------------------------." Is all that gets through to her. Pushing herself away from the door she feels the doorknob poke into her back but the pain doesn't get through to her as she dashes for Isaac. Her thoughts darkened by her conclusions and pondering she grabs Isaac by both arms and shakes him wildly as she stares into his eyes with the gaze of a mad man. The dark mood she brought herself in with her speculating of what might be going on here seeps into her thoughts of what might have happened to her sister when she heard word of her. "What is there with my sister! What do you know of her!?" Her nails imbed themselves in Isaac's arms as mania seizes her. [I]What would he have fou..[/I] As the word takes shape in her mind and nearly escapes from her lips she releases Isaac and wildly goes for the man at the fireplace. Grabbing him by the shoulder she turns him around and looks frantically into his eyes. "What have you found? Show me! Well sho..." As she is yelling at Smith her eyes catch a glimpse of her sisters picture. Her breath stops in her throat and she stumbles back a feet or two, her eyes still fixed on the picture and the confronting shapes beneath it. The letters spelling Selena Brogart. Amelia trips over thin air and lands on her behind with a silent thump as the cold from the marble floor seeps through her clothing again. She fails to notice. Forget, wanting to forget is everything she wants right now. She wishes she never had a little sister, never ever. [I]Why did I ask her for that job, why... she was doing so well at that research centre... Why did I talk her into it... Why...[/I] Two grey eyes never lost sight of the photograph since they caught their first glimpse of it, but now its outline is growing vague as tears slowly begin to build in Amelia's eyes. A sigh escapes as the feeling of helplessness grows. She feels so powerless... everything seems to happen, everything has always just seemed to go on. A soft whisper glides of her lips as her past fills her mind again. "I can't affect anything... the world just goes on, I can't help anything. I'm useless.. so damned useless..." The thoughts flow away and she turns her face to Smith. "Please, may I please have that picture. Please..." And only the two tears that silenly roll down her cheecks bare testimony to her true feelings and the despair that slowly gets its dark hold on Amelia's mind. [I]I was so selfish to ask her to come work in Racoon city... she had such a happy life. Why did I not just leave her where she was and was happy... Why did I have to involve myself again in how she leads her life! It's my fault, my selfish fault she moved here and accepted that damned job at Umbrella... I just missed her so much. I just saw her so little after she first moved out...[/I] [I]And now this has happened to her... I brought it onto her.. But I was just so proud... but why did I have to get her that job at the Black ops department... I just wanted her to have the very best... I just was so proud of her and when they said they needed and expert I thought of her... She deserved it.. but now this... And it's my fault... all my fault...[/I] Two tears silenly hit the cold marble. [/QUOTE]
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