[ They're going to kill her. She knows it. She knows that the very next few days will be her downfall. Part of her doesn't blame them - they had seen Elizabeth betray their most valuable and precious friends.
She walks around like a ghost for their sins and they'll try valiantly to rid the world of it.
What do you do when you find this out? To find out your entire life - you weren't what you thought you were? It happened in Columbia. She was some.. freak. Some absolute atrocious experiment for the world to gawk at. To worship as the Prophet predicts her rise to power. Here? She was a monster.
Jack's pain - everyone's pain - eclipses her own. She's that good-natured to try and put her fear of her safety aside. To know she deserves it since she should have burned like the deceiving witch she was. ]
What...?
[ She does step forward. Foots tentative. Her raspy, dry voice returning to a tone he was more akin to. Her sweet, innocence gone but after everything... she finds herself advancing to him.
She's angry, don't misunderstand. There's plenty of questions. ]
Rhys - [ Oh God. His name... she had been so unsure of him but he was willing to - he stopped her from drinking. ] A conversation for a later point. Him... Angel... I need to think - you need to rest.
[ Care, her voice drips with care. ]
How can I help, Jack? I thought I was helping Hancock. I thought.. I thought I was helping everyone.
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Date: 2016-07-18 03:59 pm (UTC)She walks around like a ghost for their sins and they'll try valiantly to rid the world of it.
What do you do when you find this out? To find out your entire life - you weren't what you thought you were? It happened in Columbia. She was some.. freak. Some absolute atrocious experiment for the world to gawk at. To worship as the Prophet predicts her rise to power. Here? She was a monster.
Jack's pain - everyone's pain - eclipses her own. She's that good-natured to try and put her fear of her safety aside. To know she deserves it since she should have burned like the deceiving witch she was. ]
What...?
[ She does step forward. Foots tentative. Her raspy, dry voice returning to a tone he was more akin to. Her sweet, innocence gone but after everything... she finds herself advancing to him.
She's angry, don't misunderstand. There's plenty of questions. ]
Rhys - [ Oh God. His name... she had been so unsure of him but he was willing to - he stopped her from drinking. ] A conversation for a later point. Him... Angel... I need to think - you need to rest.
[ Care, her voice drips with care. ]
How can I help, Jack? I thought I was helping Hancock. I thought.. I thought I was helping everyone.