Sketchy jumped back when the masked man suddenly grabbed a piece of shattered glass, her clothes making slight sloshing noises from the water still contained in them. She held herself in a defensive position and kept her gaze on him. She noticed that he had mishandled it and the cut seemed to have calmed him momentarily.

[I]"I am awake... I can see... I am not blind like they are..."[/I]

Sketchy watched as he drug the glass shard across the wall as a warning.

[I]"Awaken them... Make them see... They NEED to see... They NEED to wake up...! But it is difficult... difficult indeed..."[/I]

She relaxed her defensive pose a bit.

[I]"I have tried before... None have woke up... None could see... It is difficult..."[/I]

Sketchy watched the piece of glass in his hand, her anxiety rising a bit. She clenched her hands into fists and the leather on her gloves slightly pinched her skin and then she relaxed them again. She then began to think about how people feared pain, feared sharp things, she tilted her head while staring at the glass... Her defensive pose suddenly relaxed completely and she stood regularly again. Fear gone completely.

[I]"What do [u]you[/u] desire...?[/i]