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Originally Posted by Leafspeaker
~~Ciara~~
The bright light slowly dimmed. She tried opening her right eye again, and didn't get hit by a blast of light. Her eyelid opened a little more, revealing her electric blue iris. She realized the woman was talking, having said that her name was Dr. James-Owens, but that she could call her Ziara. Ziara... She felt something in her mind. Was was so familiar about that name? Name. She listened carefully to what was being explained to her. Been trapped. Ice. 10,000 years. Miracle alive. Left eye. Scarred. Learn to move. Physical therapy. She felt the soft thing she was on go down to her left. Ziara's voice was louder. Family. Take me in. Tests. Watching me. Stay alive and well. She felt something warm be put on her left hand. She turned her head slightly so she could get a better look at this Ziara person. Her vision was blurry, but was slowly clearing. Name. Ziara. Name. What was her brain trying to tell her? Name. My name? Was her name like Ziara's? How could she not know her own name? Wait. Ziara... Kiara... C-Ciara... Ciara. "C-ia-ra..." Her voice was cracking and very quiet. Ciara. Name. My name. Ciara my name. Ciara is my name. I am Ciara. |
Ziara
Ziara smiled softly. "Yes, very good!" They said and smiled "Can you, slowly, tell me the last thing you remeber?"