Valerie had a lot of time to think now, and she couldn't deny it was doing her a world of good for the time being.
She was sitting with her knees to her chest, sort of quiet for a moment. She needed this time to stay put, relax, think about what was happening at the time being.
At the moment, everything seemed very white. The room was bright and whoever had thrown her in the place hadn't seemed terribly concerned with explanations. So for the time being, Valerie had time to assess the situation, despite the panic in her heart.
She was in captivity now. Whoever had decided to keep her here was toying with her for the time being and escaping seemed to be the best plan. The problem was that Valerie had a hard time convincing herself she didn't belong here. Something in her told her that Larxene was still around, and if the whimpers she heard in this captive space said anything, it was stories on how hopeless everything seemed. For now, Valerie wanted a calm before the stom-interrupted by the voice she heard two cells down.
Danny! Valerie! Are you guys out there?!
The voice was familiar, and hard as it was to believe, belonged to the very person Valerie was suggesting they try to find: Danny's sister Jazz.
"Jazz? JAZZ! It's Valerie! I'm here too. Um...are you ok?"
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She was sitting with her knees to her chest, sort of quiet for a moment. She needed this time to stay put, relax, think about what was happening at the time being.
At the moment, everything seemed very white. The room was bright and whoever had thrown her in the place hadn't seemed terribly concerned with explanations. So for the time being, Valerie had time to assess the situation, despite the panic in her heart.
She was in captivity now. Whoever had decided to keep her here was toying with her for the time being and escaping seemed to be the best plan. The problem was that Valerie had a hard time convincing herself she didn't belong here. Something in her told her that Larxene was still around, and if the whimpers she heard in this captive space said anything, it was stories on how hopeless everything seemed. For now, Valerie wanted a calm before the stom-interrupted by the voice she heard two cells down.
Danny! Valerie! Are you guys out there?!
The voice was familiar, and hard as it was to believe, belonged to the very person Valerie was suggesting they try to find: Danny's sister Jazz.
"Jazz? JAZZ! It's Valerie! I'm here too. Um...are you ok?"