Playing With Snow

Minna was shoved against lockers by the other girls as they told her that they wanted Minna to get them more alcohol for them. It was almost near the end of the day so they expected it tomorrow. As always, it had been three weeks of this. this was the fourth week when they told her to go buy them alcohol. Despite the danger it posed for her to go down into the criminal underground. But at least so long as she kept doing this she wouldn't be humiliated or forced to... do anything.

With a sigh Minna was able to keep her composure as she turned the corner of the hall. She found a vision of pure utter horror. Well one of them any way. There was another girl standing in the hall, Minna was pretty sure they were Justitia, a normally pleasant girl who would at least be nice to her in passing. Now they were looking at her like she was the visage of an angry deity, ones she had read in books. Like Minna herself personally insulted her and forgot to sacrifice a bull to her. It was such a look that Minna as she was in the middle of exhaling to say hello quieted immediately in a small meep sound.

Beginning to shake in minor terror Minna tried to speak up. "H... Hey? You... um are you... doing okay?" Minna had a gut feeling this was not going to be a good thing for Minna Snow in any regard. She could even feel a few tears forming at the corners of her eyes.

There was that look that Minna could now say she dreaded to see on anyone's face. Those who look at her like a piece of meat. A tool to be used, and even a few who looked at her to use her to satisfy their own personal lusts. It sickened her to the core, so when she saw that Justitia was looking at her in that way it made her worry. She was going to be used again. The only question now was what kind of look it was.

Hearing Justitia saying darling scared her and it only got worse. So much worse, they grabbed Minna's wrist and with their nails digging in told Minna that she wasn't going to be going any where. Waiting to blink past the pain of the nails pushing on her skin she tried to be nonchalant about what was happening to her, maybe Minna could get to the bottom of this before something serious happened.

"It... it's good to hear that. Um... How... how can I help?" Minna tried to keep calm. Why would Justitia do this? What could have happened to someone who had a reputation of being kind. What caused this sudden and disturbing turn of events.

It didn't seem to Minna that she had much choice if she didn't want to have Justitia's nails tearing up her wrist. Neither able to say anything or resist Minna was forced to follow the longer legged student through the halls until they found whatever Justitia was looking for. Being pulled into a deserted classroom wasn't quite what she had thought was where they were going. And being alone in an empty class room with her was making Minna cringe and twist a little. She wasn't quite sure why but it felt like she had been in this situation before in an empty class room.

With Justitia holding her wrist she wasn't able to worm her way around and get away from Justitia who was causing her to feel this way. Once the door was closed and locked Minna was tossed aside she practically was forced to land on top of a spare dusty desk that had been pushed against the wall. Getting back up she found Justitia looking at her again like Minna was just a piece of meat to be played with. "A..and what... what sort of help do... do you need?"

Watching the other girl take up a post that was similar to her own. Minna could tell that it was done in such a way that it was to convey how superior that Justitia was to Minna herself. It made Minna fold in on herself a little. Her life was the Inferno right now. She wished she could have a normal life back home. But no, she had to be here. And Minna couldn't even tell her sister about what was happening to her. If she did, it would only get worse for both of them. Julie had a happy life here. Minna was not going to ruin that for her older sister.

When Justitia said she loved how Minna was pathetic, that she was weak. It was all true, Minna was weak. The verbal assault made Minna curl up into herself more. When Justitia got quiet Minna knew it was probably for her to stew in thought, but the thoughts had already come and gone already. But it did cause Minna a great amount of anxiety. And the dark words made Minna cringe. "Of course... and... and how am I suppose to help?" Even as she said the words Minna was trying to scrub her eyes clean of her tears of terror.

Her words seemed to only make Justitia laugh. It was a laugh that made Minna's blood run cold. Why was she always being put into these situations. It made her want to scream sometimes. But she couldn't cause waves. She didn't want to ruin her sister's life here on the island. She was happy with their life, even if Minna wished things would go back to normal. Now here she was standing in a closed off room with Justitia and they were growing some sort of red thread from their back.

The way they moved was a bit mesmerizing to Minna, but her mind was trying to come up with all the ways that this was going to go wrong. So far Justitia had only brought her into a secluded space to make fun of her and talk to her. Now this seemed to be what Justitia had been planning on doing this whole time and they were asking her what she thought the red threads were. "Um... I would guess a red string of some sort? I've... I've never seen them before. So... I don't exactly know what they are."