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Bella's decided to dress up more colorful than she usually would today!

She smiled, returning the kiss "Still..."

She would glance to the door, smiling as a nurse came in. The nurse would nod to her and Yuki "Are you ready for the birth certificate now?"

A Cruel Sort of Poison * and* Foul Play - Posted First July 23, 2023 and July 24, 2023

Solos of the Event "The Poisoning"

burns lining them both… it hurt, but there wasn’t time to dwell on the pain.

Silver didn’t just appear in her supply, foul play had to have been involved.

She needed to find out just who plotted against her, and fast…

Being carried to the medbay had never been more painful and the process of pumping her stomach had been even worse.

Still, what was she to expect? She was lucky that the silver hadn’t burnt through her stomach…

The only damage had come to her mouth and esophagus,

『𝐹𝑜𝓊𝓁 𝒫𝓁𝒶𝓎 - 𝐸𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝒮𝑜𝓁𝑜』

It was strange to Bella, the process of waking up after a night of rest…

Not that it had felt restful in the slightest, despite her unconscious state she felt nearly everything.

her world already blurring as the pain continued to increase steadily.

Silver.

Someone had poisoned her supply with silver…

Those were the last thoughts to echo through her head before the world went dark.

The blood that came up wasn’t shocking. She’s just been feeding, after all… But the shine of metal… that surely caught her attention.

“No… no this can’t be happening!” Bella panicked, grabbing the metal quickly, only to drop it just as fast.

The situation clicked in her head all too late,

Maybe it had gone bad? Old blood has always carried the ability to make her sick, she reasoned with herself as she started on another bottle.

Usually it would help…

It came as a shock when the pain continued, practically knocking her to her knees as she began to cough…

At first, she had tried to play it off… Hunger always hurt the vampire, a gluttonous flame that she was quick to stifle.

But this time it was different. That much wasn’t hard the grasp, the pain had only continued to grow the longer she drank, becoming near impossible to bear.

『𝒜 𝒞𝓇𝓊𝑒𝓁 𝒮𝑜𝓇𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒫𝑜𝒾𝓈𝑜𝓃 - 𝐸𝓋𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝒮𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝓇』

Tw; Poisoning

Solo Starts in the next post :

Housing ~

Bella's house in the woods

Vehicle ~

Rather than driving a car, Bella tends to ride her motorcycle, a 2017 Street Glide Special Harley-Davidson.

Who You Are - Posted first July 10, 2023

speaking just loud enough for Jessica to hear before she drove off. Her voice was laced with false pity, but the underlying, sick amusement was clear to Bella.

“One day, my dear, you’ll remember who you are."

“It’s okay, Jess. I know you’re trying.” She sighed, putting out the cigar and looking back at Bella once again. A frown adorned her face as she backed out of the spot,

Ashley simply hummed disapprovingly, looking to Bella in the mirror before returning her attention to the other. “I know..” Her sadness was false.

Ashley has always been a wonderful actor.

“I’m sorry.” Jessica sighed, taking a step back from the door.

The two didn’t speak if it wasn’t necessary, a rule she made sure to reinforce soon after her daughter returned from the hospital.

It only made the house more miserable. “She isn’t improving any, Ashley.” Jessica sighed, moving to her mothers side of the car as she spoke.

Jessica had started to lead them to her mother's car. The window had been rolled down, her mother smoking her usual cigar as she waited.

“I know.” Bella frowned, nodding to her mother politely before getting into the car.

Mumbling an insincere apology she stood up, following her out of the room.

“You have such an issue with disrespect, Annabella” She has sighed, shaking her head. “I don’t understand how this happened to you… I’ll need to speak to your mother about this.”

Bella nodded her head as she droned on, halfheartedly listening.

She was zoned out by the end of their ‘session’, only coming back herself when Jessica snapped her fingers in front of Bella’s face, her screechy voice clawing at her ear drums as she scolded her.

her words cut short by a rude jester or a scoff. The only time they seemed worried was when others came over, their cold indifference shifting to borderline coddling at the drop of a pin.

Jessica shook her head, sighing. “You say that, but you make no effort. Your parents…”

Her scoldings were always the same anyway… Going on about how her cry for attention would be her nowhere, that her parents were worried, they missed their ‘little girl’.

It didn’t seem that way to her. Any attempt at reconnection was met with disinterest,

And the bullet that had found its way through her heart moments before the crash.

“You’re not what, Annabella?” She mocked her voice laced with her usual fake pity.

Bella frowned and shifted. “I’m sorry.” She whispered, it was better to just listen the to the woman.

Jessica started, her voice filled with a familiar disdain. “Memory loss is a serious problem. It isn’t to be used as an excuse for your bad behavior.”

“I’m not-.” She stopped herself, scowling. The doctors had documented it!.. but they had also documented her death, her lack of a heartbeat...

but she quickly found that was far from the truth and each session killed another part of her old self, rebuilding her as someone completely new.

From a person she couldn’t remember to the robot her parents wanted…

“I don’t see why you would fake something like this,”

was a family friend. She had been hired by her parents, not to help, but to berate her.

Since the accident, as it has been called, Bella had been made to visit the woman. At first she was convinced it was to help her memory

All Bella could do was frown as the name fell like static on her ears, simply an incessant buzzing that she had slowly learned to respond to…

The woman, like usual, took her frown as an answer and gave a huff. Bella didn’t like her much, the ‘therapist’, Mrs. Jessica Carter,