MahoganyLeaf
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"And regarding your mission? What makes you think a few kids are even alive down here anymore. Those monsters you mentioned earlier surely would have ripped them to shreds unless they dropped down here with a small arsenal."
Well, zip-a-dee-doo-dah. What a cocksure personality. They couldn't have met a better companion to invite along than this arrogant midget.
To her advantage, Ennis was quite skilled with handling such overconfident individuals, criminals and suspects. These types loved to seek power and domination over their peers. Have people under theirs grasps as puppets, trash them, when they saw them no longer significant. Scumbags.
So sad she couldn't go land a blow riiiight upon that head... Just- One blow. A sweet sound of Boink!
But that would prove to be a very bad idea and cause too much provocation.
The lady still held her gun and made a obvious point of not being afraid of using it against them. Well, so could Ennis, but no good outcome would result from it.
If her talks with her therapists had taught her any lessons- it was not to let herself surrender to anger. Not to let it define her, nor her actions. Never to lash out upon humans, if necessary, then objects at best.
Violence wouldn't resolve anything, teachers adviced her. Listening to the demons would blacken her heart, blur her logical decision making. Leave her senseless. Aye, she got the drift.
But the pleasure. That awful guilty pleasure worth to kill for. The desires would haunt her. Beg her to release the tension. It felt great. No- that was an understatement. Simply put, It made her feel... Ecstatic, when set free.
What followed by, would almost always be regret and shame. Yet Ennis would follow her own specific moral compass, never to lay her finger upon an innocent being. Well- those she would consider to be worthy of the title.
Hmph...
"What about yourself? Not sure what you're imagining. The chance for you to die down here and be ripped to shreds is also quite as high in reality." Ennis muttered mockingly to the other female.
One sidearm? Arriving down here all alone, up against a variety of undiscovered threats, soldiers, monsters and you name it. Not to mention the rumors of the notorious H2O wandering as well.
Even if the woman were, in fact, armed and equipped with more than what was outwardly shown, the high percentage of stumbling upon deadly circumstances, would not lessen solely by that. And then to even make it out alive without any aid...Teamwork and reliance would be needed to survive, no doubt.
What, makes you so special, oh- chosen fearless one?
She shot the woman a glare, " What..? I can't even stand by and watch?", before reluctantly turning her back. Subtle huff and puff ensued.
As impractical as it sounded, Ennis at this moment, really wanted to carve herself some eyeballs on the back of her head. What could be better than broader eyesight?
And minutes went ahead and Ennis grew more curious. If only she could catch a peak...
...
The bitch had better not steal from any of her belongings, or mess it up. A big deal was already made from organizing the bits and pieces, so that everything could just barely be squeezed to fit in.
Starting over with the stupid process would be a huge pain in the ass... What could she expect..? After all, it was Ennis who'd agreed to let her poke around inside the carrier. On the bright side, The woman's attention was now effectively diverted from the injured man, to the bag.
"Okay, you can turn back around. So there must be all kinds of blackouts in security if you two were also able to get down here. Either that or you're just as good as me."
The bag was tossed right back to her as she bend down to redd the insides of it, rummaging through the inner side pockets, ensuring everything were in it's rightful placements... In it's proper original arrangement- not really.
But nothing was looted.
What about her medications? Ennis couldn't seem to initially find the packages.
A sudden surge of panic riled her up.
Fumbling hands travelled from the baggage- No, it's not here- Then across up to her torso... -yes!
Ah, yes. She recalled, they were stored underneath her leather jacket. Mental facepalm.
Of course. It was just pure forgetfulness, at it's finest.
The aftereffects had finally taken their toll. Again.
The stirred agitation decreased eventually, as her bag strap was slid around her right shoulder.
In her head she counted numbers up, in pace with each deep intake of breath inwards through the nose, before exhaling out through the mouth and repeating a few times. A so-so useful ritual to calm the forces of stress.
Her hands trembled slightly, but were burrowed inside her pocket pants.
"Almost as good. So what's your next step from here? Are you going in deeper or are you remaining towards the outer area?"
"Maybe they just protect what they need to and past that it's a more, may God have mercy on your soul? Or aren't as good as claimed to be.
Anyway. Sticking to the most basic of answers. I'm following her as of late and for fairly obvious and already stated reasons. So it's up to her what the next step is in this debacle."
Thoughts were shoved aside when the voices of the two pulled her back to reality.
Right. To focus on their existing locality...
...
...
"Err, yeah. I say that we hang around the outer areas a bit longer for now. I still have some exploration to do around here."
Shifting her gaze back to the woman in front of her, she enquired: "So then. What do we call you? Assuming you have a name."
Pai Chan Axeykins
Well, zip-a-dee-doo-dah. What a cocksure personality. They couldn't have met a better companion to invite along than this arrogant midget.
To her advantage, Ennis was quite skilled with handling such overconfident individuals, criminals and suspects. These types loved to seek power and domination over their peers. Have people under theirs grasps as puppets, trash them, when they saw them no longer significant. Scumbags.
So sad she couldn't go land a blow riiiight upon that head... Just- One blow. A sweet sound of Boink!
But that would prove to be a very bad idea and cause too much provocation.
The lady still held her gun and made a obvious point of not being afraid of using it against them. Well, so could Ennis, but no good outcome would result from it.
If her talks with her therapists had taught her any lessons- it was not to let herself surrender to anger. Not to let it define her, nor her actions. Never to lash out upon humans, if necessary, then objects at best.
Violence wouldn't resolve anything, teachers adviced her. Listening to the demons would blacken her heart, blur her logical decision making. Leave her senseless. Aye, she got the drift.
But the pleasure. That awful guilty pleasure worth to kill for. The desires would haunt her. Beg her to release the tension. It felt great. No- that was an understatement. Simply put, It made her feel... Ecstatic, when set free.
What followed by, would almost always be regret and shame. Yet Ennis would follow her own specific moral compass, never to lay her finger upon an innocent being. Well- those she would consider to be worthy of the title.
Hmph...
"What about yourself? Not sure what you're imagining. The chance for you to die down here and be ripped to shreds is also quite as high in reality." Ennis muttered mockingly to the other female.
One sidearm? Arriving down here all alone, up against a variety of undiscovered threats, soldiers, monsters and you name it. Not to mention the rumors of the notorious H2O wandering as well.
Even if the woman were, in fact, armed and equipped with more than what was outwardly shown, the high percentage of stumbling upon deadly circumstances, would not lessen solely by that. And then to even make it out alive without any aid...Teamwork and reliance would be needed to survive, no doubt.
What, makes you so special, oh- chosen fearless one?
She shot the woman a glare, " What..? I can't even stand by and watch?", before reluctantly turning her back. Subtle huff and puff ensued.
As impractical as it sounded, Ennis at this moment, really wanted to carve herself some eyeballs on the back of her head. What could be better than broader eyesight?
And minutes went ahead and Ennis grew more curious. If only she could catch a peak...
...
The bitch had better not steal from any of her belongings, or mess it up. A big deal was already made from organizing the bits and pieces, so that everything could just barely be squeezed to fit in.
Starting over with the stupid process would be a huge pain in the ass... What could she expect..? After all, it was Ennis who'd agreed to let her poke around inside the carrier. On the bright side, The woman's attention was now effectively diverted from the injured man, to the bag.
"Okay, you can turn back around. So there must be all kinds of blackouts in security if you two were also able to get down here. Either that or you're just as good as me."
The bag was tossed right back to her as she bend down to redd the insides of it, rummaging through the inner side pockets, ensuring everything were in it's rightful placements... In it's proper original arrangement- not really.
But nothing was looted.
What about her medications? Ennis couldn't seem to initially find the packages.
A sudden surge of panic riled her up.
Fumbling hands travelled from the baggage- No, it's not here- Then across up to her torso... -yes!
Ah, yes. She recalled, they were stored underneath her leather jacket. Mental facepalm.
Of course. It was just pure forgetfulness, at it's finest.
The aftereffects had finally taken their toll. Again.
The stirred agitation decreased eventually, as her bag strap was slid around her right shoulder.
In her head she counted numbers up, in pace with each deep intake of breath inwards through the nose, before exhaling out through the mouth and repeating a few times. A so-so useful ritual to calm the forces of stress.
Her hands trembled slightly, but were burrowed inside her pocket pants.
"Almost as good. So what's your next step from here? Are you going in deeper or are you remaining towards the outer area?"
"Maybe they just protect what they need to and past that it's a more, may God have mercy on your soul? Or aren't as good as claimed to be.
Anyway. Sticking to the most basic of answers. I'm following her as of late and for fairly obvious and already stated reasons. So it's up to her what the next step is in this debacle."
Thoughts were shoved aside when the voices of the two pulled her back to reality.
Right. To focus on their existing locality...
...
...
"Err, yeah. I say that we hang around the outer areas a bit longer for now. I still have some exploration to do around here."
Shifting her gaze back to the woman in front of her, she enquired: "So then. What do we call you? Assuming you have a name."
Pai Chan Axeykins
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