The Mystics

Ambrosia - I smile, "Oh, hey Wisty!" I say. "Don't worry the people we're meeting aren't here yet so you are fine."

Wisty: "Good," I say softly, clutching my chest. I didn't need a beating... though I shouldn't get beat anymore.

Ambrosia - I frown a little, "Are you okay darling?"

Wisty: "I'm fine," I said in a shaky voice. Wow. Really convincing.

Ambrosia - I walk up to her and touch her arm slightly. I notice her flinch, "Tell me," I said.

Luke: Seeing this was a bit of a private matter, I sat back down and began humming to myself.

Ambrosia - I looked at Luke. What had happened to Wisty?

Wisty: "I used to be Rose's slave. I'm not now but," I subconsciously rub elbow, remebering the pain. "But, anyway, I'm also blind-- which you already know-- but I'm jumpy."

Ambrosia - I hug her, "Oh don't worry about a thing sweetie," I say my maternal instinct coming out, "You're safe."

Wisty: Hopefully. I let out a short breath of relief. "Okay," I whisper, kind of unconvinced.

Ambrosia - I let her out of the hug and turn to Luke, "Luke," I call him.

Luke: "Hmm?" I called back, continuing the humming in my head.

Ambrosia - I walk over to him, "She is so afraid of Rose," I whisper.

Luke: i frowned a little. "That sucks. What can we do? Chain up Rose?"

Ambrosia - I laugh, "Cause that won't piss of Rose." I smile thinking of what would happen. "No, I don't know what to do."

Luke: "Let's let it play out..." I advised, looking and Wisty.

Ambrosia - "I feel so bad for her," I frown a little.

Luke: I shrugged. "Me too. But there really isn't much we can do, love."

Ambrosia - "True," I sigh. "I wish people got here on time." I murmur.

Luke: I checked my watch then at Wisty. The poor woman looked... traumatized, to say the least... and she was blind too, so she looked even more frightened... Sad. Very sad.

Wisty: I sit down, fidgeting with the tip of my black dress, then look up, feeling someone watching. I wish I can see their expression. "What?" I finally ask.

Ambrosia - "Nothing," I shrug.

Luke: "We want to help you," i told her, not taking my eyes off her. She wished she could see my expression...

Ambrosia - I bite my lip, "We just don't know what to do."

Wisty: I rub my elbow again, feeling the pain. "Don't try." I say flatly.