โฑ plotted starter for @prattlers ( enid )
machiavellian look settled on her visage, a grin wide enough to bare her teeth. a threat. shackled wrists stretch to relieve some of the pressure, wednesday hates to admit it, but sheโs getting comfortable. walking right into the hydeโs trap, she willingly offered him her life on a silver plate โ it wasnโt going according to her plans, but it was an ecstatic twist nonetheless. she watches him roam around the room, his monologue average, bound to be pitied. he mentions torture and she mimicks a loud gasp, eyes widened in shock. โdonโt leave a young woman in suspense,โ a snarky remark, the wickedly grin slowly emerging again. she doesnโt take the situation seriously, she understands the gravity, but she trusts that everything will fall into place, at the right time.
another remark sits on the tip of her tongue, she almost spills it out when the announcement of an entrance is prevailed. wednesdayโs prediction, probably thornhill, pardon the error, thatโs just the guise for laurel gates. she mustโve been the one tyler so foolishly prompted the arrival for. second prediction, the nevermore eradicator, joseph crackstone. although she ponders these two predictions as being potentially erroneous, sheโs made the same mistake already. a lesson has to be learned so it wonโt become a loophole, doomed to repeat over and over and over again.
tyler wasted enough time for wednesday to free herself from the shackles, though she was still holding onto them, for the show. door opens and a blast of cold wind seeps through, combined with the cold sweat dripping off her forehead, making wednesday bat her eyes closed. a second, thatโs how much it took. when onyx hues flutter open, she meets anotherโs gaze. she could recognize the other from yards away, the golden haired student, her roommate. an inevitable frown appears on her visage, she didnโt expect enid to be dragged in the same room she was.
heart skips a beat and she manages to swallow the lump that formed in her throat at the sight in front of her very own eyes. โenid!โ instinctively the appellative escapes from her throat, filled with worry and stupefaction. eyes open wide, nonetheless this time, it wasnโt mockery, it was pure, raw feeling. dots connect quickly as she comes to realize it wasnโt herself, the focus of their torture. no, it was enid. black and white individual that resents any splash of color now sees red. she has to get enid out of there. โenid, are you alright?โ wednesday can take danger even when it penetrates her skin with its claws, sheโd stare at it straight in the eyes and solicit some more. but no one touches enid. her bubbly roommate, her comrade lending a helping hand in her investigations. if someone hurts enid, wednesday would step up.
vicious by nature, but when filled with rage, she becomes unstoppable. thereโs some sort of unspoken loyalty that wednesday has for enid, one that adds fuel to her spleen. โlend a finger on her and see what happens.โ she barks at tyler, revealing at last her freed wrists. instinct is to lash on the hyde, after all, what could laurel do that could harm enid? she doesnโt think straight, her actions driven by emotion. if she had to let a sentiment slide, itโd better be the furry boiling within her.
