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day 10, post-trial gone turbo
Nov. 6th, 2016 05:57 pm[It's getting somewhat late when Angel makes her way to apartment 7, but there is a very good reason for that. Her face is ashen, her breathing irregular as she holds a folded piece of paper in her hand. Anyone observant enough will notice her name written on the front, in Rhys's handwriting. That probably explains a little about her current state.
But once she's allowed inside, she won't start this meeting off by discussing business. Things have gotten pretty bad. Elizabeth and Bigby are gone. The remaining three members of the apartment are probably not not in a good shape — and she purses her lips at all of them before speaking.]
There's something I need to speak to all of you about, and it may end up causing you to experience... side-effects. But before that, how are you all faring? [Since, uh. Ava sure did happen.] Do you need help with any of your injuries?
[Which are tbd, considering that thread is on-going... But please get help, Alfendi. Scissors hurt.]
But once she's allowed inside, she won't start this meeting off by discussing business. Things have gotten pretty bad. Elizabeth and Bigby are gone. The remaining three members of the apartment are probably not not in a good shape — and she purses her lips at all of them before speaking.]
There's something I need to speak to all of you about, and it may end up causing you to experience... side-effects. But before that, how are you all faring? [Since, uh. Ava sure did happen.] Do you need help with any of your injuries?
[Which are tbd, considering that thread is on-going... But please get help, Alfendi. Scissors hurt.]
day 7, afternoon
Oct. 24th, 2016 02:20 pm[IT'S 👏 TIME 👏 TO 👏 CONTACT 👏 A 👏 TWO 👏 FACED 👏 ASSHOLE.
Which is to say, after all the "excitement" of this morning, Angel will be using one of the terminals to contact Judy. She's pretty sure Judy will already know what's up, but — here comes a potentially frustrating conversation. Finger's crossed that she doesn't get zapped unconscious for a second time, thanks.]
Judy, are you permitted to speak about our lost memories?
Which is to say, after all the "excitement" of this morning, Angel will be using one of the terminals to contact Judy. She's pretty sure Judy will already know what's up, but — here comes a potentially frustrating conversation. Finger's crossed that she doesn't get zapped unconscious for a second time, thanks.]
Judy, are you permitted to speak about our lost memories?
day 7, mid-morning
Oct. 23rd, 2016 05:52 pm[Last night had been a mess.
Her mind had been hazy as she went to sleep in apartment 3, the bed uncomfortable under her back, but after she woke up — she realized something. A piece of knowledge slotting into place as if it had never been gone, and it may very well be more disturbing than the fact she had to kill Adam in cold blood the other night.
It keeps her distracted throughout breakfast with Jack and Rhys, and after the whole ordeal is over, she sets out to seek the one person she believes could understand the experience. After all, if Elizabeth had been telling the truth about her memories at the trial...
Well.
When she spots Elizabeth heading from her apartment to (presumably) the kitchen, she takes the opportunity to approach her.]
Excuse me — Elizabeth? [She's sure she must be busy, but...] ... I would like to talk, if that's alright.
Her mind had been hazy as she went to sleep in apartment 3, the bed uncomfortable under her back, but after she woke up — she realized something. A piece of knowledge slotting into place as if it had never been gone, and it may very well be more disturbing than the fact she had to kill Adam in cold blood the other night.
It keeps her distracted throughout breakfast with Jack and Rhys, and after the whole ordeal is over, she sets out to seek the one person she believes could understand the experience. After all, if Elizabeth had been telling the truth about her memories at the trial...
Well.
When she spots Elizabeth heading from her apartment to (presumably) the kitchen, she takes the opportunity to approach her.]
Excuse me — Elizabeth? [She's sure she must be busy, but...] ... I would like to talk, if that's alright.
day 5, afternoon
Oct. 16th, 2016 11:14 pm[After the morning passes by far too quickly for Angel's taste, she heads to the Complex's kitchen to grab herself a quick lunch. Maybe a delicious can of beans, or — anything that isn't luncheon meat or corn. She doesn't think she can stomach either of those at the moment. Not after last night's fiasco.
And speaking of fiascos, she spots Adam as soon as she walks into the room. Stopping mid-step, she hangs back at the kitchen's entrance, watching him... stock up on food? Huh.]
... Adam? What are you doing? [Hesitant, almost like she's unsure of what to make of this. But despite her mixed feelings at the moment, she quickly follows up with:] Are you okay?
And speaking of fiascos, she spots Adam as soon as she walks into the room. Stopping mid-step, she hangs back at the kitchen's entrance, watching him... stock up on food? Huh.]
... Adam? What are you doing? [Hesitant, almost like she's unsure of what to make of this. But despite her mixed feelings at the moment, she quickly follows up with:] Are you okay?
day 4, post-execution
Oct. 16th, 2016 03:11 pm[Lara's foot is bye-bye, two ankle monitors are now in her possession, and there may or may not be the slightest bit of blood speckled all over Angel's body. The pain in her upper arm is a reminder of what happened this morning, but it all seems so far away after the trial and execution. A person she thought she could trust turned out to be staff, and — well. There's no use letting it get to her. She won't achieve anything like that.
So once she can't stand being in the Technological Lab with Lara and Luke's deaths weighting on her, she heads out for a break in hopes of soothing her nerves. It's during that time that she spots Jack, and despite something strange settling into her stomach? She approaches him.]
... Excuse me, Jack? [Gently, to get his attention. He seemed to be significantly upset during the trial, and she would rather not get him worked up again.] If you don't mind me asking, how are you feeling?
[She might as well ask, considering he almost started a fight with Rhys right in front of her.]
So once she can't stand being in the Technological Lab with Lara and Luke's deaths weighting on her, she heads out for a break in hopes of soothing her nerves. It's during that time that she spots Jack, and despite something strange settling into her stomach? She approaches him.]
... Excuse me, Jack? [Gently, to get his attention. He seemed to be significantly upset during the trial, and she would rather not get him worked up again.] If you don't mind me asking, how are you feeling?
[She might as well ask, considering he almost started a fight with Rhys right in front of her.]
