Pre-Trauma

Blade was that one person who knew absolutely everyone. The popular kids, the shy kids, and everyone in between. She made sure to learn everyone’s name and remembered them. She included the often excluded in her daily activities and outings and kept tabs on what everyone liked and disliked. She was always ready to offer a helping hand and was extremely patient with anyone who had trouble keeping up.

Post-Trauma

Hate. Fear. Pain. Don’t go near her or you will lose an eye. Old Blade is gone. She’s too afraid to let her guard down and come back out. Blade is extremely mistrusting and she struggles to view others in a positive light. She will let out a warning growl if someone were to step too close to her or her siblings, and you’d better listen.

She often has episodes of PTSD and insanity which put her into an unstable and dangerous state. There is a high chance of her accidentally hurting someone so she’s more comfortable keeping to herself. If she hurts them they’ll hurt her. If someone else's actions triggered an episode -whether deliberate or accidental- she will attack them. Intentionally. 

This instability has prevented Blade from keeping strong relationships outside of her immediate family and Reign. But maybe it’s better this way. Sometimes, she seems totally fine, but those moments are very short-lived and a harder descent will usually follow soon after.  She remembers everyone. She knew everyone. All their names. She just can’t communicate these things anymore. It’s all jumbled up now. She remembers but she doesn’t know them anymore. Everyone is different now and everyone let her suffer. Deep down, rarely, she rationally recognizes that she’s wrong and that they still care. But accepting that changes everything so she keeps it buried so deep that most of the time she doesn’t even know that feeling is there.