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hadriel_logs2016-06-22 04:56 pm
mismanagement) wrote in hadriel_logs2016-06-22 04:56 pm
Entry tags:
what makes you feel so alone?
Who: Henry Percy and Maketh Tua
What: Resurrection time.
Where: The general location for the log.
When: Not long after this.
Warnings: Nastiness from the Silent Hill event, swearing.
What happened is this: a choice was made. That choice had consequences.
Maketh knew almost immediately what would happen. She's no fool, never has been, even when it would have been easier. The monster that had come crawling out of the dust was stronger than the others - different too - and a true threat. Not the first that Hadriel had wrung out of their nightmares, but one that couldn't be ignored. Henry would hold the line for as long as he could, but eventually there would be a reckoning.
It would follow them inside. It was looking for her. Hope's ally.
What a farce. Someone else might have laughed.
The truth was stark and simple. The monster would go after her. It would likely hurt others trying to get at its goal.
Thus, move the target away from the civilians.
She didn't have a chance, really. But that was never the point. She got off a few shots, wasted almost a full clip before it pinned her down and killed her. It didn't go quickly.
That too was not the point. It had seen her as an enemy, something to be killed slowly. Beaten to death if possible. So it had.
The armor hadn't helped all that much, in the end.
She wakes up on cold stone, screaming.
What: Resurrection time.
Where: The general location for the log.
When: Not long after this.
Warnings: Nastiness from the Silent Hill event, swearing.
What happened is this: a choice was made. That choice had consequences.
Maketh knew almost immediately what would happen. She's no fool, never has been, even when it would have been easier. The monster that had come crawling out of the dust was stronger than the others - different too - and a true threat. Not the first that Hadriel had wrung out of their nightmares, but one that couldn't be ignored. Henry would hold the line for as long as he could, but eventually there would be a reckoning.
It would follow them inside. It was looking for her. Hope's ally.
What a farce. Someone else might have laughed.
The truth was stark and simple. The monster would go after her. It would likely hurt others trying to get at its goal.
Thus, move the target away from the civilians.
She didn't have a chance, really. But that was never the point. She got off a few shots, wasted almost a full clip before it pinned her down and killed her. It didn't go quickly.
That too was not the point. It had seen her as an enemy, something to be killed slowly. Beaten to death if possible. So it had.
The armor hadn't helped all that much, in the end.
She wakes up on cold stone, screaming.