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( day 5 )
[ As soon as Elizabeth could, the morning of Day 5, she is out looking for Angel. Her room? The lounge? The bathrooms? No, no, no. She's hurrying as much as she can because there's only a limited amount of time she can catch her without onlookers.
There's some insistence, an urgency in the way she's hobbling sorely around. Elizabeth has some important things to discuss and it's not until she gets the notion to check into areas where Angel may be: the tech lab.
Lucky her, she gets what she's looking for. Upon approaching...? Her eyes are wide at the sight she sees, the girl laying on the floor. Her heart sinks and she thinks... she thinks she discovered a dead body. Rushing forward, she carefully drops to her knees, touching at the girl with a firmness of a shake - and soon trying to find a pulse. ]
Miss!? Miss! Wake up! Angel -
[ She's a little frantic. RIP Liz's week. ]
There's some insistence, an urgency in the way she's hobbling sorely around. Elizabeth has some important things to discuss and it's not until she gets the notion to check into areas where Angel may be: the tech lab.
Lucky her, she gets what she's looking for. Upon approaching...? Her eyes are wide at the sight she sees, the girl laying on the floor. Her heart sinks and she thinks... she thinks she discovered a dead body. Rushing forward, she carefully drops to her knees, touching at the girl with a firmness of a shake - and soon trying to find a pulse. ]
Miss!? Miss! Wake up! Angel -
[ She's a little frantic. RIP Liz's week. ]
no subject
I refuse to be seen as a... a subject. If they want to collect my data, they'll have to do it on my terms.
[During the first two days, she felt like she was free. Like she had somehow, miraculously, escaped her prison. Escaped her father. But that's not the case. Not really. It's more like she's been given a bigger "throne;" she's still locked, she just has more leg room now.]
Use me to keep attention off yourself. My life is expendable, but your role — it may be the key to helping us escape this place. If you discover one, allow me to reveal their identity. There may be more of us than there are of them, but they don't operate by the same rules we do. We can't take any unnecessary risks.
no subject
As Angel speaks up, Elizabeth will nod in satisfaction. That's the kind of thing she likes to hear - the will to fight. Selfishly, she has to wonder if the girl was similar to her... imprisoned like she had been, but she won't comment. ]
And we won't let them. The second you accept that status, the circle will never be unbroken.
[ Elizabeth does seem shocked at Angel's comment - it's.. no.. she waves her hand dismissively. ]
No way. I didn't ask for this, but I'm not going to let someone take the fall for me. This is a cross I have to bear.
[ Elizabeth sighs heavily, pinching the bridge of her nose. ]
We just need a mob - a face they can't single out. If it comes down to it, I'd like to avoid dying as much as anyone else... but no - if there's no fighting it. I can't ask that of you.