((Hope no one minds me using the orgy's existence to write an RP.))

It hadn't been too long ago Darwin tried to go to the common area to read a book and caught sight of an orgy..she was quite shaken up by it in fact that same day she had been in the bathroom throwing up not from disgust but, more the shock to her system especially seeing a familiar face in the pile of bodies didn't help. She couldn't believe Violett had done something like that. Today she'd skipped changing out of her 'sleep clothes' which consisted of her red satin underwear, a matching red skirt & collar ribon along with her black button down blouse, stockings garter belt shoes and her over sized hair ribbon. none of which she ever normally wore outside of her bedroom. earbud headphones rested in her ears as she tried to wipe away the memories... unfortunately random sent the first six songs all to the same thing... Thnks Fr Th Mmrs... she wouldn't skip it because well, she enjoyed the song but, it didn't help her in forgetting.

"What did I do for you to ignore protecting me from seein' that... huh Lady Titania? Lord Oberon? You have the fae watching out for me don't you from things like that I know the monsters are your doing but... why did they let me see Violett in a position like that? hell why did you have to let me see anyone in a position like that?"

Alright So Darwin believed very heavily in fae & the like and there was no reason not to, because they were real in fact just not from the same dimension as humans. but since she saw that she couldn't sleep or think in class without seeing the scene in the back of her head or in her dreams making her feel quite ill and driving her to fall out of her chair in class. all the faces in that room well... at least when they weren't burried between each other's legs. She sat in the common room looking about before running to the sofa to sit with her knees up by her chest as she listened to music still though the music didn't help with the memories unfortunately and for one shining moment a tear fell down her cheek was it truly sadness that caused the tear or was it utter exhaustion, Darwin would never admit it if it was anything but, exhaustion.

I was walking through the commons wearing a white dress. It wasn't fancy, it was just something for me to wear. I smiled at a few people I had seen around, but not really gotten to know, as was the case for most girls at the school. They all seemed preoccupied, either with one another or with a strange air of fear and sadness... it was puzzling to say the least.

And then I saw her. A girl from the orgy. She seemed to fit into the latter of the two categories. "Hey, it's me, Saffron... though you might not recognize me..." her voice lowered and she blushed hotly, "since I'm not naked and am not being hammered by a dildo..."

Darwin looked at the girl of course gray eyes staring almost through her definitely not recognizing her, probably because she had only been in the room for a scant minute if even that long though it apparently had been enough to be noticed and recognized. That had been a day she had left her room in her sleep clothes to get a drink.

"Saffron... Sorry name isn't familiar but, yeah that scene is hauntingly familiar so I'll assume you were part of that... public display.

It could have been worse at least the woman was clothed at least. Her eyes moved to the floor not giving her name not out of trying to be rude but, her current condition had made her forgetful of such things; especially subconsciously to those who were open about losing control in the common room like this other student was being. Darwin just sat there then silently wondering why Saffron had approached her at all.

I wanted to be nice and ask her problem, but 'hauntingly' made me wince. It was so... disappointing. "I'm not usually like that... my friends pressured me into going, okay? I don't have many friends... so..." I shook my head, noting I could do would seem right probably, "Never mind. I just wanted to know what was bothering you."

her words sounded honest enough to Darwin and she sort of smiled, a strange ill fitting smile and that ill fit showed like a neon sign.

"Peer pressure Honestly after high school I thought I would stop hearing that from people... as for what's wrong..."

She motioned to her eyes, large dark circles under then & they were bloodshot obviously she hadn't slept well in quite some time, possibly since she had accidentally seen what she did.

"I Can't get the images to leave my mind they've been tormenting me since I saw it... the total loss of control in a public setting... It was such a shock seeing such a thing could happen that I spent that entire night with my hair tied back I knew what it felt like to have to keel in front of a trash can for an hour... I mean no offense though..."

"Oh..." I looked down and blushed, "sorry... I mean... sorry... I guess you must be... and for your type that might be uncomfortable, so..." I obviously was a little flustered and very guilty. I looked up suddenly at her, "I'll leave you alone, then. I must just make matters worse, knowing who and what I am."

Darwin shifted her position shaking her head before patting the seat next to her.

"I think you might be misunderstanding what I meant! I mean I don't mind lesbians, my best friend & room mate is one and my other best friend is bi."

She shook her head laughing once or twice with a shrug.

"What do you mean my type anyway?"

Darwin finally decided to ask noticing she had no clue what saffron meant.

"Straight people..." I said, barely audibly. I didn't walk away, but I didn't go back toward her either. I felt embarrassed and out of place, and wasn't enjoying it.

"Straight? hmmm not sure did have a crush on a boy once but, that didn't turn out so well... I ended up breaking his arm... then again a girl came up to me and tried to make out with me in the library and I broke her nose... So ummm I don't actually have a sexuality as I see it right now. all my sexual experience is with a couple inhuman things on the island. heck though you're the first girl to call me straight seeing most people see me as a drag king."

She rambled for a little slightly more light hearted though it was still too obvious she was just trying to help herself forget.

"It's alright Saffron I don't think you're the reason it bothered me so much... well maybe that you didn't control yourself better but, I guess a girl whose never felt a twinge of sexuality might not understand anything about that."

Now it was darwin's turn to feel embarassed & awkward

"And those who are gay or lesbian because it's where they belong," I added to the camera girl's - whose name I never caught - statement. Sure, I had trauma in my sexual history, but that was AFTER settling on my orientation, not before.

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Darwin sighed looking down at herself as Kari spoke. She'd scratch her earlobe over the strange missing portion from point to it's curve. The more people around her when she was in a skirt the more awkward this was feeling.

"I go by my surname when I'm dressed like a girl... Call me Quincy if that's alright with you..."

She paused as Kari spoke. When the girl finished all Darwin could manage was a subtle nod. A pleated miniskirt even with just two people around her was starting to bug her given that both these girls had been... open about their sexuality, Kari actually recognized from the event that was bothering this girl so much.

"... Never said anything was wrong with knowing ones sexuality though I just don't have one."

I did turn around, but still didn't move from my spot, "Th-there isn't anything wrong with that, either, Quincy."

"It's more of a problem than you'd think... The entire subject comes up so often here and I keep hurting people because of it... and hell I shouldn't have gotten so shocked seeing what you people did and I shouldn't have thought so badly of violett for being there.'

She said sounding as if she were about ot have a nervous breakdown; something she hadn't had in five years at this point she hadn't cried in five years either.

"Please don't be upset!" I said frantically, seeing her state, "It's okay to think little of us. If you think I'm a bad person, for example, I'll say I am if it keeps you from getting upset. I probably am a bad person. I know I'm not a good person, so really, you thinking little of me is great, because I'm no one to think highly of, just please don't be upset!" I was rambling, but didn't seem to care.