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[madamemoiselle]

{Diva appears on the Plane, just laying perfectly still. This wouldn't be so bad, if not for the rather frightening restraints.

She's wearing a white jumpsuit with her hands secured behind her back. How they're restrained isn't obvious, since there's a thick, cloth bag around her hands as well. Her feet are bare, but there are belt-like straps around her ankles, knees, and elbows. PANDORA was able to figure out about her strength pretty quickly, so they had drained her blood to weaken her in addition to these restraints.

There's also a rather Hannibal style mask to keep her mouth away from anyone, since they had figured out why her teeth were so sharp pretty quickly as well. There's an IV going into her arm through a roughly cut hole in the jumpsuit, dripping something into her. But other than that, Diva is just staring ahead blankly and breathing shallowly.

It's been a bad day.}

((ooc: Basically, Diva got caught by PANDORA, which is a not so nice research facility from Hei's reality. Oops.
Feel free to give her a hand, or if you're the TARDIS, not!))

Comments

[mercwamouth]

...Why...

[...couldn't I have been there?]

...It's over now.

[madamemoiselle]

Is it? I have to leave, don't I?

[mercwamouth]

Well, you'll get your strength back first. No one should be able to stop you then, right?

[madamemoiselle]

{Distantly} Oh, but...I'm not supposed to hurt them...I don't know.

[mercwamouth]

Do not let them hurt you again.

[madamemoiselle]

{Conflict!} But...I don't know if I can get out without killing them.

[mercwamouth]

They've been torturing you! I'd kill them even if I didn't have to!

[madamemoiselle]

{She brings a hand daintily to her mouth as she looks to the side}

Still...isn't it that their lives are important too?

[mercwamouth]

Their lives stopped mattering to me the second they laid a hand on you.

[madamemoiselle]

...I...I'm grateful.

[mercwamouth]

...I won't tell Sam. Or Hei. Or anyone, really. Just... don't let yourself be caught. I wish I could do this for you, but...

...just stand up for yourself.

[madamemoiselle]

But I promised Sam...I promised Sam that I wouldn't hurt anyone. I...

{She looks conflicted again} I need to talk to Sam first.

[mercwamouth]

Do you honestly think Sam would ask you to endure torture!? There's killing and then there's killing. Some things should go without saying.

[madamemoiselle]

No, but...He said that everyone's life is important. Sam said to try and..."incapacitate" them, but I can only kill them.

[mercwamouth]

...Why's that again?

[madamemoiselle]

Because it upsets Sam. Scares him.

[mercwamouth]

No, I mean, why can you only kill them?

[madamemoiselle]

Because I hate them.

[mercwamouth]

Then how could you restrain yourself at all when you get back? It seems like you've pretty much decided to kill them.

[madamemoiselle]

Because of my promise. That's all.

[mercwamouth]

Well then why can't you incapacitate them for your promise? I'd expect that to be easier than taking torture.

[madamemoiselle]

We'll see. I just...I think it'll be like what happened to Joel. I think that everyone will die there if I try and leave on my own.

[mercwamouth]

...For Sam's sake, do your best to not go too far, but for your sake and for my sake, get the hell out of there.

[madamemoiselle]

{She nods faintly}

I'll be careful, really. I just...want to rest here for a while, if that's okay.

[mercwamouth]

I insist.

...You sure you don't need another mook to drink?