Peridot hasn't always had the best of luck. Or the best life, for that matter. Living in a crumbling apartment with the threat of it collapsing on top of you while you sleep isn't really a pleasant way to live but its the only life Peridot has ever...
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Peridot would be lying if she said she wasn't half scared to death right now. Jasper's large hand rest upon her trembling shoulders. They were warm and honestly, the only thing grounding her at this moment. Her mind had began to grow hazy, too many clustered thoughts flying around. All of them were negative. She was so completely sure she was going to die for real now. Or at least, spend the rest of eternity in this hell. Her mind reeled at the thought of that and she began to feel sick, recalling Yellow Diamonds hard glare and sadistic smile.
Her companion squeezed her shoulder lightly, probably in an attempt to comfort her but it did little to help Peridot's growing anxiety. Everything had happened so fast. The mirror, Yellow Diamond appearing to her, taking her to this compound, and now Jasper, guiding her to what she figured would be where she would live out the rest of her days. Would she be put to work? Would she be forced to fight? She shook those thoughts out of her head before they became too dangerous and instead focused on the hallway before her.
It was lighter than before, perhaps days went by in this compound. There were several windows spread throughout, low light shining through them and casting deep shadows in the corners of the hallway. Peridot glanced up at Jasper. The taller woman looked serious, her expression was neutral as she looked onward. With her held an air of determination. The yellow diamond on her tank top was old and wrinkled and an odd colour. Peridot decided to ignore it and move her curiosity to the windows. She could barely see outside, they were high up, close to the ceilings but she knew if she stood on her tiptoes she would be able to see more clearly.
There were doors lining the hallway, each with its own distinct number. If Peridot listened carefully she could hear noises coming from the other side. This did little to lessen her anxiety. In fact, a loud scream came from the door closest to her mere seconds later and she jumped and cowered behind the brute of a woman as someone stumbled out of it.
Jasper sighed and pushed the blonde behind her, turning to face the seemingly injured person. They were androgynous, with light blue hair and pale freckled skin. They wore a blue turtleneck jumper tucked into a pair of khaki coloured jeans and some black boots. A pair of rectangular glasses rest on their nose, covering their icy gaze. The turtleneck was stained in blood, oozing out of an open wound. The cotton was stuck in the gash, soaked in blood, and Jasper stepped forward to tear a hole in the garment and inspect it fully. The person only whimpered in response.
"How did this happen?" Jasper asked bluntly.
"I was working on Yellow Diamonds commission and" they stopped to flinch as another wave of searing pain hit them "a-and I guess you could say it kinda backfired. On me. Fuck this hurts".
The pale figure grew even paler as more blood flowed out. And now that Peridot thought about it, there were tiny bits lodged into their flesh that looked like tiny pieces of glass. Or metal. She felt like she was going to throw up.
"Yeah I think it would" Jasper replied and rolled her eyes. "Just go to the medical block and someone will help you there" she dismissed them easily with a wave of her giant hand.
