Nariah01
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Charles looked at her with an eyebrow raised, and turned around. He came to her and tapped her on the shoulder softly, asking "Hey, are you ok?" He thought to himself, maybe I shouldn't be that nice to her since she wasn't to me...by there he was. He asked with his smooth voice "Hello, are you ok? Can you hear me?"
He may have had good intentions but her reaction to his gentle touch to her shoulder was not what he expected. Layla's hand came up lighting quick and grabbed his hand pulling it from her skin. Her face jerked towards his, twisted with malice, violence and rage. "Do not touch me without permission!" Layla snarled at him, but behind her anger and rage their was a touch of uncertainty. She paused and then let him go, if she hurt him or any of the others here Ryker would lock her up again until she could behave. If she wanted to get out and do missions she needed to be in control. But more then that, she needed to control herself, she would not let herself go mad. As she let him go she straighten herself and more calmly said, "Please do not touch me without asking, and I'm fine, just. Fine." She said brushing it off and continuing on down the hall. No one could know that she struggled inside herself, that the cold, harsh exterior she portrayed was only part of who she was.