65 - forward dated to Tues. morning.
Mar. 21st, 2011 07:49 pm[Phone: no filters]
[There's a soft sigh before Crowe speaks.]
Things in this town are never easy. Every day here is a struggle in some way, even when things are "normal". We're kidnapped from our worlds, and the threat of us and our friends and comrades being hurt or droned at a moment's notice is always there. We're... we're subjected to all kinds of torture and terrible things, a-and I'd like to think, despite all that, we persevere. I-I know that with each other's support, we can make it though anything Mayfield does to us.
But to think that... that people out there willing to side with Grady makes me sick. Maybe some of you don't know any better. Maybe you're desperate. O-Or maybe you just want to see people suffer! I... I don't know what your excuse is, but to think you could side with a man who treats us like cattle, who drones and kills people without even blinking an eye, a man who treats us like criminals in a prison, I-I just... There's no reason for it! How can you think for a moment that he will reward you with anything? That he's really on your side? He's mad, he's delusional. I've seen it. A-And to think that you people would sell yourselves out to hurt the other people in this town, wh-who just want to get out or live peacefully, the fact that you would make things more difficult for the rest of us, I-I can't... What is wrong with you?! It's not us against each other! It should be us fighting them! Grady, the Mayor, the Postman, Lucy, Billy, whoever... Damnit, if we could all work together on this, all of us, those named included, maybe we could be out of here by now!
[There's a moment where he takes a few breaths, regaining his composure. Such explosions from Crowe are rare, and he's now realizing he's done it to the entire town.]
...I-I don't care what you do to me. Kill me again and again, torture me, do whatever you want. Until you either drone me permanently or keep me dead, Mayfield, I will fight against what is wrong in this town with every ounce I've got. I am going back out on that highway, and I will keep going until I find what it is out there that Grady doesn't want us to know. Even if I learn one new thing, one small clue, it's worth all the pain.
[The phone is slammed down. Not!family can find him packing a bag of supplies, including one of the handguns Mukuro used to hide around the house. He grabs the car keys since his bike is still parked out by the diner. Anyone who wants to talk to him will have to catch him before he heads back out, or as he stocks up on some food and first aide supplies in Mayfield before hitting the road.]
[There's a soft sigh before Crowe speaks.]
Things in this town are never easy. Every day here is a struggle in some way, even when things are "normal". We're kidnapped from our worlds, and the threat of us and our friends and comrades being hurt or droned at a moment's notice is always there. We're... we're subjected to all kinds of torture and terrible things, a-and I'd like to think, despite all that, we persevere. I-I know that with each other's support, we can make it though anything Mayfield does to us.
But to think that... that people out there willing to side with Grady makes me sick. Maybe some of you don't know any better. Maybe you're desperate. O-Or maybe you just want to see people suffer! I... I don't know what your excuse is, but to think you could side with a man who treats us like cattle, who drones and kills people without even blinking an eye, a man who treats us like criminals in a prison, I-I just... There's no reason for it! How can you think for a moment that he will reward you with anything? That he's really on your side? He's mad, he's delusional. I've seen it. A-And to think that you people would sell yourselves out to hurt the other people in this town, wh-who just want to get out or live peacefully, the fact that you would make things more difficult for the rest of us, I-I can't... What is wrong with you?! It's not us against each other! It should be us fighting them! Grady, the Mayor, the Postman, Lucy, Billy, whoever... Damnit, if we could all work together on this, all of us, those named included, maybe we could be out of here by now!
[There's a moment where he takes a few breaths, regaining his composure. Such explosions from Crowe are rare, and he's now realizing he's done it to the entire town.]
...I-I don't care what you do to me. Kill me again and again, torture me, do whatever you want. Until you either drone me permanently or keep me dead, Mayfield, I will fight against what is wrong in this town with every ounce I've got. I am going back out on that highway, and I will keep going until I find what it is out there that Grady doesn't want us to know. Even if I learn one new thing, one small clue, it's worth all the pain.
[The phone is slammed down. Not!family can find him packing a bag of supplies, including one of the handguns Mukuro used to hide around the house. He grabs the car keys since his bike is still parked out by the diner. Anyone who wants to talk to him will have to catch him before he heads back out, or as he stocks up on some food and first aide supplies in Mayfield before hitting the road.]
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Date: 2011-03-21 11:55 pm (UTC)[He'll wait for a reply to his question.
If none comes, he'll find his way to Crowe's house. Something sounds wrong.]
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Date: 2011-03-21 11:59 pm (UTC)A-Ah. Yes, Kakyoin?
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Date: 2011-03-22 12:03 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2011-03-21 11:55 pm (UTC)"The bravery you are showing does you credit, friend. I am proud of you."
[he smiles down at him.]
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Date: 2011-03-22 12:02 am (UTC)A-Ah, thank you, sir. Though I don't know what good it will do.
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Date: 2011-03-21 11:59 pm (UTC)Crowe?
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Date: 2011-03-22 12:07 am (UTC)Oh, Kira. Hello.
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Date: 2011-03-22 12:07 am (UTC)Why so much food?
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Date: 2011-03-22 01:24 am (UTC)[The cringe can be heard with just those two words. He doesn't know what to think, let alone even say. His chest felt heavy with the flood of emotions that he was still trying to get used to after so many years of being without them, so he does the only logical thing and hangs up. He felt guilty. Horrible. He felt like the bad guy he never was--He was a pacifist at heart, everyone in the Organization knew it. Everyone he saw out on that highway would know it too what with his sheer reluctance in fighting, telling the people that they shouldn't be there.
He needed to get out of the house, so out to the streets he went. He still didn't know where he was going yet, so chances are he'd probably run into Crowe sooner or later.]
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Date: 2011-03-22 01:35 am (UTC)[Crowe can be seen heading out of the general store, heading to the family car parked nearby. He places the bag on his trunk, takes his camping backpack from the car and begins to fill it up.]
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Date: 2011-03-22 03:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-22 10:57 am (UTC)Ah, Ian...
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Date: 2011-03-22 03:14 am (UTC)[When Nina first speaks, her voice is tiny and sad and a little hollow, like she doesn't really believe what she's saying. But she takes a deep breath and gathers more conviction, when she speaks again.]
You're so right.
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Date: 2011-03-22 10:58 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2011-03-22 03:48 am (UTC)Yes.
Well said, Crowe.
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Date: 2011-03-22 10:59 am (UTC)Um. Thank you.
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Date: 2011-03-22 05:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-22 11:00 am (UTC)filtered; hackable if one tries hard enough
Date: 2011-03-22 08:49 am (UTC)Even if it means offering aerial trips in her shuttle, or using it to store people safely, or blowing up people she doesn't like - regardless of affiliation! Not all of us are bad.
[ |: She doesn't sound too amused ]
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Date: 2011-03-22 05:56 pm (UTC)You're braver than I thought.
I'm sure he'd be proud of you.
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Date: 2011-03-22 06:43 pm (UTC)...Thanks. I-I hope so.
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