Get Yourself Together and Focus

Posted on Fri Dec 4, 2015 @ 11:40pm by erie'Riov Rianni Monteros-t'Khellian

748 words; about a 4 minute read

Mission: Pangaea (Wrap up)
Location: Rianni's Quarters
Timeline: one hour after ending of Anonymous Tip

He was finally gone, that slimy turd of a man, but he'd definitely left a mark: the collision with the deck had given her a concussion, made worse by what happened after... that she would never speak of. Her eyes were black and her nose broken, along with a couple of ribs, and she was picking loose hairs out from where he'd torn them out holding her in place by her ponytail. The temptation to grab her scissors and hack it all off so no scumbag could ever hold her down by it again was almost overwhelming, but she knew she didn't have time, she needed to rescue Klia, she could have a meltdown later. That was what she would focus on, what she had to focus on, her problems with her soon to be deceased husband would have to wait.

The worst part though was how she could still feel him on her, it was like he'd left a slime trail on her body, giant slug that he was. She knew she needed to get moving, get down to the Arrow and get out there looking for Klia, but she had to have a shower, she simply couldn't do anything until the smell of that alleged man was off of her. She needed a doctor, too, but didn't have that kind of time, she would just have to be careful with her injuries, maybe run a regenerator over the broken ribs and her nose, the obvious things Papa would notice; he could never know, nobody could. Pushing herself off of the deck, she stumbled to the shower and turned on the hot water. As it hit her she smiled a little, one of the many pleasures of station life, especially in luxury quarters like the ones Isha had provided her, was real water, right now it was a godsend. She wanted to collapse, sob in the corner, but she just couldn't, there was just too much at stake.

A half an hour later Rianni was out of the shower, having decided she was as clean as she was going to get, and, having run the regenerator over her nose and ribs, was sitting in front of her vanity, another leftover gift from Isha, brushing her hair and trying to make herself look as much like nothing had happened as possible before going to find Papa. She stopped for a second, looking herself over, realizing her hair was the longest it had been since she joined the Academy, when that Chief Petty Officer told her she had to keep it up or cut it off and she'd decided she'd rather sacrifice her beloved hair than let anyone see those pointy Romulan ears. Casey Salas, then her best friend, had gone with her into San Francisco and held her hand while she got the mid length cut that would meet regulations and still hide those ears in her desperation to fit in. She laughed a little, absentmindedly brushing her hair, wondering if she had known then what she knows now, that it didn't matter and she never would fit in, if she even would've given a damn. She stopped and stared at herself for a second, almost seeing that frightened eighteen year old girl staring back at her from the mirror, before turning her attention back to her hair, ~Been forever since it's been this long.~ She mused again, before reminding herself, ~Been a long time since you let a man beat your ass, too.~

That was the worst part of it for her. He'd beaten her, held her captive, had his way, and had simply walked away. He had walked away, under his own power, knowing nothing would happen to him, and she had let him. Not since her second husband had a man laid hands on her and she'd sworn it would never happen again, but there she was, recovering from another beating from another husband.... a husband who had 'married' her by pressing her thumb to his PADD while she couldn't fight back, another man who had rendered her powerless. She dropped her hairbrush and rose from her seat, there was no time for this. Grabbing her gear she strode to the door, casting a furtive glance on that empty slot in her knife set, and knowing what she needed to do once this was all over and Klia was home safely, ~The first step is killing D'Liin.....~

-OFF

Rianni, Just Rianni
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