THE EVENT HORIZON - DAY TWO

[inferis]

[Something during the night has activated the ship's gravity core. There seems to be no evidence as to what caused it. Everything within the ship remains stable, but the ship itself shakes violently, and deep in the bowels, a ominous rumbling sound can be heard]

[[OOC: Please wait for sections. THE GRAVITY CORE | AROUND THE SHIP | DAY TWO OOC POST | PLOT CHAT | PLOT HUB]]

Comments

[ensorceler]

He would help her. He was always too fond of her.

[ She's shaking, but she doesn't pull away. There are no tears, even if her raspy voice seems suddenly wracked with sobs. ]

But he is above this. He is above it all, and always will be. I am only as high as he raises me. It is not as high as I thought. Somehow, somehow, I still landed in Hell.

[gottaknockhard]

At least you're not alone.

[The hand he was raising stops, suddenly feeling more bold, and he puts both hands on her shoulders.]

Come with me.

[ensorceler]

Where is it you think we can go? There is no escape. There is nowhere truly safe from her.

[gottaknockhard]

I don't know. [He's never been the best at planning that far.] Even if I could find a way to pilot the ship, I wouldn't know where to take it.

[ensorceler]

It already has it's set course, poor man. The destination is unavoidable. I have already been there. But I managed to help him escape, you see?

[ She looks over her shoulder, one hand against her belly again. ]

My son. My sweet son... Mary will not have him, at the least. I will make it quick.

[gottaknockhard]

[He's at a loss of what to say to her that's of any comfort. Who is Mary? He doesn't want to ask.]

I only knew about your daughter.

[ensorceler]

My daughter. My daughter...

[ She seems frozen as she gazes over her shoulder, then looks back to him, and Anne is smiling. ]

Where is she? We were seeking her. You...you ought to be with her. Where is my little princess?

[gottaknockhard]

[At least her mood swings back quickly enough. He attempts to keep her there.]

I don't think she's on this ship. She must have sailed somewhere safer.

[ensorceler]

No, she is here. My poor little girl, she must be so scared on her own. We will find her.

[ Pushing up onto her tip-toes, Anne presses one more chaste kiss to his cheek before her grip on the wire tightens once more, and she jerks back just as she twists it around, hands criss-crossing the thin wire over his throat. Her strength is pulled out of desperation and terror. ]

But you are in my way. I will not be fooled.

[gottaknockhard]

[The wire cuts like a knife. Almost instantly, he jams one of his hands up through the center before it tightens, but that only serves to slice into his fingers.

His other hand unfortunately shoots forward to grab at her arm, yanking it away with more force than he means to.

Apparently there's a limit to how much he'll indulge her.]

[ensorceler]

[ And her strength still can't compete with his, her grip on the wire failing as she's thrown to the ground with a yelp. She doesn't move to get back up, broken nails digging against the grated floor before, her breaths shuddered and pained. ]

I only wish to help you...

[gottaknockhard]

[He shakes his hand once the wire is loose, sending a few drips of blood into the air. Just one of those reminders that living in a dream doesn't always get rid of pain.

After debating, he kneels by her.]

It's alright. [It's harder to force a calm voice, but he is an expert at these things. As good as it's ever done anyone.] I've already had that favor done for me.

[ensorceler]

[ She remains still, head still bowed. ]

You are a liar. You are craven! And you are a fool. I offer you true death. She will only make you suffer.

[ Anne finally looks up, then, gaze piercing with venom. ]

As you should. Why ought I be the only one to suffer? To know true agony? You will feel it, you will know nothing else, and only then will you know sorrow for not allowing me to save you for the one moment I felt mercy.

[gottaknockhard]

[She's not giving him many options. He's not sure he should be considering the ones he is.]

I can't really let you do that right now.

[ensorceler]

Craven. Craven!

[ She sits up and attempts to shove at him, hard enough so that she can try to scramble up and run off. ]

[gottaknockhard]

[He's thrown off balance with her shove, but his next move to grab her wrist before she runs is a little too slow as he straights back up to stand.

Shit, is he going to have to chase her down and lock her up somewhere?]

[ensorceler]

[ Probably! B) ]

[gottaknockhard]

[For lack of other ideas, he takes off after her. He'll tackle her if he has to!]

[ensorceler]

[ There are a lot of corners, though, and with the metal walls and floors, her laughter bounces around too easily. But her green skirts can't be too hard to spot, even in their ashen state. ]

[gottaknockhard]

[Her laughter as she disappears around a corner makes it even harder to dispute her theory that they're living a dream, and that thought sticks with him when he catches up to her. Without the hinderance of skirts, his long legs run up behind her before she has the chance to run into anyone else, and again he makes a grab for her arm.

He's still got a lot of nerve; he just won't let her do what she wants.]

[ensorceler]

[ Being caught seems to make her angry again, and the laughter is replaced with a dramatic shriek. But then is it ever really too dramatic, looking a ghost the way she does? She might as well scream like a banshee. ]

[gottaknockhard]

[Her scream is loud enough, that he's sure the entire ship could hear. For a moment he expects someone to run across them and get the wrong idea.]

Don't run. [It's disturbing enough...] I can still help you.

[ensorceler]

No, you are a coward! Your services are terminated! Release me!

[gottaknockhard]

[His grip relaxes slightly, even if his expression doesn't.]

You should at least find somewhere else to stay, away from all this.

[ensorceler]

There is no away. What will it take for you to see?!