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victory_road2016-09-05 02:21 pm
brokencode) wrote in victory_road2016-09-05 02:21 pm
Action/Video — Somewhere in Route 29
[ It'd been a bit of a busy morning, if Angel was being honest. Waking up alive of all things was certainly a highlight. However, finding out that her father was alive as well had certainly brought down her mood, as well as the fact that he was still dead-set on maintaining his tight grip on her.]
[She shuddered at the thought, stumbled, and then caught herself against a tree. She'd lost sight of the town and all its potential menaces awhile ago, but she still didn't feel comfortable stopping. Even as her muscles ached and her heart pounded, her only thoughts were to keep running.]
[Another step knocked the thought right out of her. Her leg quivered, barely able to hold her weight long enough to bring her gracefully to the ground, rather than sending her tumbling into a heap. It didn't take long for Angel's new friend, the small Mareep, to pad up to her and give her a reassuring butt of the head.]
[So she wasn't going anywhere then. Fair enough.]
[After a fair amount of wiggling, Angel struggled her backpack off her body and into her lap. With just a little rustling, Angel plucked out her Pokegear and clicked it on.]
I'm not sure if anyone is going to find this broadcast. It is... difficult, not being in the position to access any communications device at any time. But... I hope that someone is listening. And that that someone tells someone else. And maybe, just maybe, we might all be able to save someone's life.
If you are listening, is absolutely imperative that you pay attention to what I am saying. There is a man here — Jack, often known as Handsome Jack. He is a tyrant. A power hungry megalomaniac who will stop at nothing to get what he wants. And I have no doubts that many of you have already fallen under his grasp. You need to know that you mean nothing to him. His own daughter was a pawn for him, a means to a brutal end.
I don't know where I am, or where any of us have found ourselves. But it won't stop Jack. He's already tried to pull me back in. I have no doubts he will recruit others.
If you listen to only one thing, listen to this: if you value your life, you will abandon Handsome Jack.
[Clicking the recording off, Angel sat back, abruptly aware of just how bad all of her limbs seemed to be quaking. For a brief second, she put her head in her hands, allowing a single sniffle to escape before she forced herself to her feet again. With her pokegear clenched in her hand, Angel took a few stumbling steps, followed by a few more. Within a few feet (and after a few quizzical baas from Mari), Angel hit her stride once more, and continued onward]
Private Action | Murphy and Angel
[In truth, Angel didn't make it much further before her legs started to give out once more. This time, she made it to a tree, collapsing beneath the shade with a heavy breath. As if to still the frantic woman, Mari quickly clambered over, plopping down on Angel's lap with a defiant bleat.]
[Angel couldn't keep herself from smiling. It was small and strained, and quickly faded under the weight of everything else she was feeling. But it was a distraction, and a welcome one at that.]
With nothing more to do, and becoming acutely aware of just how in over her head she was, Angel quickly began sifting through her 'gear, frowning until she finally managed to pull up a map. Her stomach bottomed out as she studied the distance between where she had left and where she had to go.]
Perhaps fleeing was a mistake after all...
[She shuddered at the thought, stumbled, and then caught herself against a tree. She'd lost sight of the town and all its potential menaces awhile ago, but she still didn't feel comfortable stopping. Even as her muscles ached and her heart pounded, her only thoughts were to keep running.]
[Another step knocked the thought right out of her. Her leg quivered, barely able to hold her weight long enough to bring her gracefully to the ground, rather than sending her tumbling into a heap. It didn't take long for Angel's new friend, the small Mareep, to pad up to her and give her a reassuring butt of the head.]
[So she wasn't going anywhere then. Fair enough.]
[After a fair amount of wiggling, Angel struggled her backpack off her body and into her lap. With just a little rustling, Angel plucked out her Pokegear and clicked it on.]
I'm not sure if anyone is going to find this broadcast. It is... difficult, not being in the position to access any communications device at any time. But... I hope that someone is listening. And that that someone tells someone else. And maybe, just maybe, we might all be able to save someone's life.
If you are listening, is absolutely imperative that you pay attention to what I am saying. There is a man here — Jack, often known as Handsome Jack. He is a tyrant. A power hungry megalomaniac who will stop at nothing to get what he wants. And I have no doubts that many of you have already fallen under his grasp. You need to know that you mean nothing to him. His own daughter was a pawn for him, a means to a brutal end.
I don't know where I am, or where any of us have found ourselves. But it won't stop Jack. He's already tried to pull me back in. I have no doubts he will recruit others.
If you listen to only one thing, listen to this: if you value your life, you will abandon Handsome Jack.
[Clicking the recording off, Angel sat back, abruptly aware of just how bad all of her limbs seemed to be quaking. For a brief second, she put her head in her hands, allowing a single sniffle to escape before she forced herself to her feet again. With her pokegear clenched in her hand, Angel took a few stumbling steps, followed by a few more. Within a few feet (and after a few quizzical baas from Mari), Angel hit her stride once more, and continued onward]
Private Action | Murphy and Angel
[In truth, Angel didn't make it much further before her legs started to give out once more. This time, she made it to a tree, collapsing beneath the shade with a heavy breath. As if to still the frantic woman, Mari quickly clambered over, plopping down on Angel's lap with a defiant bleat.]
[Angel couldn't keep herself from smiling. It was small and strained, and quickly faded under the weight of everything else she was feeling. But it was a distraction, and a welcome one at that.]
With nothing more to do, and becoming acutely aware of just how in over her head she was, Angel quickly began sifting through her 'gear, frowning until she finally managed to pull up a map. Her stomach bottomed out as she studied the distance between where she had left and where she had to go.]
Perhaps fleeing was a mistake after all...