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Elizabeth ([personal profile] tearable) wrote in [personal profile] puffing 2016-10-20 11:54 pm (UTC)

[ He very well could... in fact, be a traitor bitch.

Elizabeth is aware that trust was not entitled to anyone. She knows what she and Booker had to do to survive the waves of soldiers in Columbia. There's no doubt blood is on her hands and now, it's more obvious than ever. She wanted to stay away from everyone and find a way out. To open a tear and leave. Surrounded by people, Elizabeth wanted to be left alone instead of feeling caged.

But, Bigby was putting himself out there to find her. To see if she was alright after that... slaughter. There's a tenseness in her stomach, one that is fearful for her own wellbeing, but his as well. Anyone's, really. ]


I don't want to go back. [ She says quickly. ] I didn't get a moment to chat with him he - ... he sympathized, but I wasn't in the right mindset to push the topic. That's a good idea, however. I'll seek him out...

[ If the theory about the room was true... she had no doubt anyone who walked out alive would share something. It's as if the truth was right under her nose.

She seems a bit taken aback when he says nothings going to happen to her. ]


Don't make claims you can't keep, Bigby. [ She says with a pessimistic tone. ] I doubt any of us have a say in the matter by now. It's this - staff. All while Judy sits back and watches... it's sick. If I'm next to die, it's just how my story ends.

[ But, quieter: ]

...Don't get me wrong, I don't want to die and I'll fight for every breath I can have but... fate can be cruel.

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