Phoebe Halliwell (
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paradisa2013-05-07 08:52 am
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050 Spells Cast
[Phoebe's not even sure how she made it into the control room, only that she's flicking switches and turning dials and when none of that works she slams her hands down on the stupid thing, not even caring that one of the switches cut her hand open or that she's now floating to the other side of the room]
There has to be something. There has to be something we can do! We can't just leave them there! People are dying for God's sake. People are dying and we can't just sit here trying to get this piece of shit to work!
[She's practically screaming at the controls at this point. She thinks about kicking one of them but that might damage them further and then it'd be even more hopeless. Not paying attention to where she's floating she keeps going until the back of her head hits a bulkhead]
Ow! [Her uninjured hand goes to the back of her head and she winces.] None of this makes any sense. Why would it put us here and give us all this information but keep us from being able to save them?
[She looks up, more out of instinct than anything else since technically they're in space so the heavens could be anywhere.]
What is the point of all of this, huh? Are you just trying to torture us? Well it's working! Are you happy, now?! [Her shouts die down to a choked sob] Are you happy?
((OOC: Guess who just found out her husband has lost his mind? If anyone needs Phoebe she'll be crying in the control room.))
There has to be something. There has to be something we can do! We can't just leave them there! People are dying for God's sake. People are dying and we can't just sit here trying to get this piece of shit to work!
[She's practically screaming at the controls at this point. She thinks about kicking one of them but that might damage them further and then it'd be even more hopeless. Not paying attention to where she's floating she keeps going until the back of her head hits a bulkhead]
Ow! [Her uninjured hand goes to the back of her head and she winces.] None of this makes any sense. Why would it put us here and give us all this information but keep us from being able to save them?
[She looks up, more out of instinct than anything else since technically they're in space so the heavens could be anywhere.]
What is the point of all of this, huh? Are you just trying to torture us? Well it's working! Are you happy, now?! [Her shouts die down to a choked sob] Are you happy?
((OOC: Guess who just found out her husband has lost his mind? If anyone needs Phoebe she'll be crying in the control room.))
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Will you come to save us?
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In a heartbeat. But we can't get the doors open. We're trying.
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How? Why are your heads intact? Have you not tried pounding them against the door?
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We've been fighting with the doors but if we destroy ourselves there won't be anyone left to open them.
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Wh-what do you mean?
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