Capture 7 | Dictated

[panicswitched]

[ there's heavy breathing at first, as though ashley's running. she's got her journal open, but every so often there's a break in communication, where she's either shut the journal or tossed it aside. ]

I don't know how you got on board, but I said I was going to kill you for hurting everyone, right? So I lied. I don't want--

[ she pauses as she stops running. she glances around and ducks into another room. ]

I'm gonna destroy them. [ she sounds almost sane. ] They aren't giving me back what they gave me the first time. I won't let her catch me--

[ oh but she's following and ashley whips around. ]

No. Get away. Leave me alone! I didn't do it! You made me do it! You drugged me and you made me!

[ a sob gets caught in her throat before wrenching itself out. pounding footsteps can be heard as she runs and then the sound of her slamming into something hard. probably a wall. she picks herself up and runs again. ]

It hurts. [ almost a whimper. but hurting is good. if she hurts, that means she can die here. she can be killed before she hurts anyone. well, anyone other than miss bluff-face-liar-pants. ]

Stop saying I did it! I didn't ask to kill anyone! Leave me alone!

[ and then she shuts the journal this time, to wait until she's a little calmer to open it again. ]



[ ooc: response times will vary, as she's running, action or journal replies welcome! ]

Comments

[spongetastic]

Ashley. [he says her name in a calm, even tone]

Where are you? I'll come find you.

[panicswitched]

[ oh. that's a familiar voice. maybe. ish. she can't tell. ]

I don't know I don't know. In a hallway.

[ it's a thing. ]

Don't come here. She'll hurt you, too!

[spongetastic]

I can handle myself. I'm coming to find you. [this is an ominous statement. Be wary]

[panicswitched]

[ it's okay. normally she would be all over sticking together. now? not so much. ]

No. No! I won't let you hurt anyone else.

[ she's actually talking to the hallucination in front of her, but hey...

there's a shuffling sound as she backs up a bit. ]

[the_effect_she_has]

[God Damn It No!]

Ashley! It's not real! None of it is! You're just trackerjacked! Breath! Find a place to hide! We're coming to save you! [Soon, god please soon.]

[panicswitched]

[ that's a voice saying exactly the thing she's trying to do. oh good. someone's speaking sense. ]

You're not here, are you?

[ good. let someone stay on the good ship. ]

Don't come over here. Just don't!

[the_effect_she_has]

No, I'm not there. But as soon as we open the door, I'm coming to get you and the others.

[Because she'd be damned if she left anyone over there.]

[panicswitched]

No. Don't. Please. You have to stay over there or she'll kill you, too! Just like she killed me.

[ well obviously she's alive right now, so she must be talking about something that happened prior to her arrival here. hmmm... ]

I'm gonna hide. I have to hide.

Ashley Magnus

[unnaturalpause]

[Drugged? Drugged.

Which would mean...]

Ashley, the Cabal aren't here. They can't make you do anything. [He's trying to sound calm even if he's anything but.]

James Watson

[panicswitched]

[ how she manages to make a filter in this state she'll probably never know and then rejoice about later. ]

Yes, they are. I can see her. And that stupid doctor she had with her. [ she's assuming he was a doctor. he was a person working for her. that's all she cares about. ] They're all here. The others... I see them walking around. They're staring at me.

I didn't do it! Stop looking at me like that!

[ she wants to hide, wants to curl up and stop existing so it'll stop hurting. ]

Ashley Magnus

[unnaturalpause]

[Yeah he's honestly surprised himself.]

They're not there, Ashley. They're dead. [He hopes, he'll ask Nikola later about it.]

James Watson

[panicswitched]

[ she's got a little clarity -- or else she's really trying to keep the cabal out of the journals. either way, it's the small things in life, right? ]

They're here. They're right here.

[ yep, that's the sound of her hitting a wall again. she's trying to hide. her voice fluctuates, loud and then soft. ]

I can't do this. I can't. I didn't do it! They've already made me do so much. I don't want to be that. I'm not like him. James, please...

[ she swallows hard. ]

Stay on your ship. Don't... don't come over here. Please.

[silentrunning]

[Chell's also running, with her journal open.]

Ashley! Let's help them together. I'll come find you.

[Finally someone understands!]

[panicswitched]

No! She'll hurt you, too. Stay away. Please.

[silentrunning]

On 5/7/13, panicswitched - DW Comment dwnull@dreamwidth.org wrote:

[silentrunning]

Who'll hurt me?

[panicswitched]

Her name's Dana. She's a really nasty piece of work. [ her voice rises in volume, as though she's now speaking to someone on her side of the journals. ] Yeah, I'm talking about you! Like it?

[ensorceler]

[ Now what are you running from, Ashley? Whatever else is there, there are also a woman's wails haunting you, with the softer shuffle of fabric dragging against the floor when the weeping takes a pause.

Can you tell if you're running towards it, or away? ]

[panicswitched]

[ it's the cabal. it's always the cabal. the wailing isn't helping her much and she can't really tell if she's going towards it or away from it. either way, when she turns a corner and sees anne, it's safe to say she's not really aware that it's anne.

she stops dead where she is, head whipping around to stare behind her. ]

Wait... you were just behind me.

[ STOP TELEPORTING, DANA WHITCOMB. THAT'S SUPPOSED TO BE ASHLEY'S TALENT. ]

[ensorceler]

[ Anne's weeping subsides when she sees this woman, albeit slowly. The hand at her side curls tighter in an invisible tiny grip, and she looks down and to the side, the back to the woman in front of her. ]

Would you like me to walk behind you? We will keep you company until the time comes.

[panicswitched]

[ okay, whatever, the voice is a little different. ashley drifts closer, a frown on her face. ]

"We?" There's only you and really, I think I'd rather have a snake behind me, thanks.

[workaphilic]

[Turn that corner and you may hear a shout, Ashley.]

Olly olly oxen free!

[It sounds less like an invitation and more like a threat. You may have wanted to hide better.]

[panicswitched]

[ geeze, so much for keeping quiet. she does turn the corner, pausing. ]

What the hell...

[ scientist dude to her, sherlock in reality. her eyes are wide when she finally sees him, stopping a little distance away. ]

What do you want? I didn't do it.

[workaphilic]

[Sometimes he likes to make an entrance.

His grin widens when he sees her, full of more manic anger than anything else. She may stop, but he wastes no time in advancing.]

Modesty doesn't suit you. We should all take responsibility for ourselves, after all.

[panicswitched]

But I didn't do it. They made me. She made me do it!

[ she scoots a few steps backwards and--

oh..

that's a wall.

crap. ]