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winds_voice) wrote2013-09-30 03:00 pm
winds_voice) wrote2013-09-30 03:00 pm
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16 - [Accidental Video/Action]
[Eley wasn't happy.
Not only had he been subjected to an experiment that had forced him to relive an experience he was trying to forget, the recent post from the Malnosso had riled him up even more. So they did it then... they used that weapon. And all he did was sit back and let them.
The Spirit was finding that he was being pushed more and more to his limits lately. That yes, perhaps he was becoming more emotionally invested in things than he should. The truth was, he was sick of being trapped in this bubble with no way out and of being stuck in a world he barely understood. He couldn't go after them... he couldn't do anything. Even if he did somehow break free, he had no idea what he would do or what it would accomplish.
Eley was angry and frustrated and seemed to be losing grip on his emotions again even after returning to his otherwise normal state here. Of course, throwing his journal in his frustration had only caused a feed to record without his knowledge as it smacked against a rock. There isn't much to see, just a lot of dusty rocks at a slanted angle and a blue patch of sky. You can probably tell it's in the mountains at least.
...but it's what can be heard that's likely more worrying. There's a large crashing sound followed by the incessant tumbling of several small fragments of rock clattering to the ground. The image of the feed becomes obscured by dust, and then everything falls silent.]
Not only had he been subjected to an experiment that had forced him to relive an experience he was trying to forget, the recent post from the Malnosso had riled him up even more. So they did it then... they used that weapon. And all he did was sit back and let them.
The Spirit was finding that he was being pushed more and more to his limits lately. That yes, perhaps he was becoming more emotionally invested in things than he should. The truth was, he was sick of being trapped in this bubble with no way out and of being stuck in a world he barely understood. He couldn't go after them... he couldn't do anything. Even if he did somehow break free, he had no idea what he would do or what it would accomplish.
Eley was angry and frustrated and seemed to be losing grip on his emotions again even after returning to his otherwise normal state here. Of course, throwing his journal in his frustration had only caused a feed to record without his knowledge as it smacked against a rock. There isn't much to see, just a lot of dusty rocks at a slanted angle and a blue patch of sky. You can probably tell it's in the mountains at least.
...but it's what can be heard that's likely more worrying. There's a large crashing sound followed by the incessant tumbling of several small fragments of rock clattering to the ground. The image of the feed becomes obscured by dust, and then everything falls silent.]
[action]
Don't worry about it; what happened back then wasn't your fault. [He moves to place a gentle, assuring hand on Eley's shoulder.] It sounds like you still have a lot on your mind. ... If you need it, I'll listen.
[action]
Thank you... Rudy. I had thought perhaps I would have scared everyone away with my previous behaviour.
...then again, many of them were young and that helped to curb my rage. Had you have approached me as you are now, I may not have been as forgiving.
[Which pains him to admit, but at least they had pulled through now. No point dwelling on the past, really.]
I suppose the more that happens to me here, the more vulnerable I begin to feel. It seems that I cannot escape these experiments, nor can I make any steps to put an end to them. It is hard for me... I want to be helpful while I am here.
Not only that... but I am led to question the people who decided that using the bomb was a good idea.