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bodilesswarrior) wrote2014-03-16 12:38 am
bodilesswarrior) wrote2014-03-16 12:38 am
23 - Video | Filtered to Matrix'd
[She considered finding something else to wear. Her gown, sleek and silver, is in tatters; her matching hat was sacrificed on the altar of battle. She knows she looks strange, with her scalp sweeping up into twisting wires, her skin mottling around metal, her fingers seamed and jointed.
She lost the contacts, too; her eyes are black.
But she won't waste time just to make people more comfortable. If they're reading this, they know the deal.
So she sits in the lab with her secrets bared, daring anyone to flinch instead of help.]
We can't get into the engine room. Trust me, we've tried. It was frustrating and pointless. [Not that crawling around in the ducts wasn't nostalgic, and her lips quirk, just slightly.]
What we can do, I think, is grab some allies and confront the Emperor in his ivory tower. [There's an edge of bitterness to the words, of sour betrayal.] I've got some ideas on both, but I want everyone contributing here. I want to know what our strengths are, what our resources are.
[She gestures behind her, into the laboratory.] Obviously, we've got all the stuff we're used to, and I'm a walking weapon. [She sounds, perhaps, a bit too happy about it.] But the more we can do - the more people we can reach, the further we can sneak into the palace, the better chance we have.
She lost the contacts, too; her eyes are black.
But she won't waste time just to make people more comfortable. If they're reading this, they know the deal.
So she sits in the lab with her secrets bared, daring anyone to flinch instead of help.]
We can't get into the engine room. Trust me, we've tried. It was frustrating and pointless. [Not that crawling around in the ducts wasn't nostalgic, and her lips quirk, just slightly.]
What we can do, I think, is grab some allies and confront the Emperor in his ivory tower. [There's an edge of bitterness to the words, of sour betrayal.] I've got some ideas on both, but I want everyone contributing here. I want to know what our strengths are, what our resources are.
[She gestures behind her, into the laboratory.] Obviously, we've got all the stuff we're used to, and I'm a walking weapon. [She sounds, perhaps, a bit too happy about it.] But the more we can do - the more people we can reach, the further we can sneak into the palace, the better chance we have.
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