ataraxion | ♕ 8th - video

( several months ago, elizabeth accidentally over-shared in the form of broadcasting a very personal tragedy across the network. since then, she has quietly been practicing to hone this 'gift'; to benefit those upon the ship rather than simply herself. and today, there is proof that her efforts have found some level of success.

she is pale, her eyes wide and unfocused while the images play out before her mind. from them, she can parse that what she sees is taking place somewhere within the ship. where, she has no idea, exactly. a confined space is all she can make out. that is not what alarms her, however. there are—are they animals, or people—tearing each other apart.

"i should never have trusted you!" comes through, among other insults and hurtful things the individuals snarl at each other as they battle. she has seen blood and battle and death, and yet nothing approaches this level of savagery. the sight of it alone is enough to cause her eyes to widen further, and for her to clench her fists at her sides. in a moment or two, the vision passes and she seems to regain lucidity; but not her composure.

elizabeth is visibly shaken by this point, and her eyes are suspiciously bright. with tears, anxiety, or fear? one may guess any of them and be correct. )

Anyone who is affiliated with Security, I beg of you, please aid these people! There are a great many of them and they are ripping one-another to pieces.

( quite literally, if her expression of horror is any indication. her voice pitches higher, as her alarm grows. )

I know not where they are, but they are confined together and can neither flee nor leave their location. Should nothing be done, they will die horribly. I have seen it.

( and what she sees always happens unless it is caught beforehand. but that is the tricky part, because: )

Whether or not this has already come to pass is unknown to me. In case it has not, their lives may yet be saved. It is certainly worth the effort to try.

Those of you whom cannot defend yourselves, please remain hidden until this passes. Should we be fortunate, it will be soon.

( her image does not linger overlong upon the network before the feed is cut. she would rather not break down in front of everyone. )

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I thank you once again, Elizabeth.

[ It takes her a bit of time to navigate the ship's corridors, but Elizabeth does manage to find the other woman's room. Without hesitation, she raps lightly on the door. ]

Elizabeth? It's me... well, the other Elizabeth.

( the door opens after a moment or two pass to reveal lizzie, looking somewhat fatigued and worn. nevertheless, she smiles for elizabeth. )

You are most welcome. May I call you Bess? And you may call me Beth if it pleases you to do so.

I've never had a nickname before. [ She says it thoughtfully, but quickly adds: ] Oh, but I don't mind! Bess and Beth it is. That should make things easier from now on.

Do you like it? ( the thought makes her smile quietly, despite the lingering horror clouding her mind. ) I agree, though perhaps sometimes we might still seek to confuse others for fun if you would like to do so.

When a relation of mine, also with the same name as ours was present, she thought the idea quite grand and amusing.

I do. [ She notes the flickers of unease, but doesn't bring it up quite yet. ] I would like that! It could be fun!

[ Thank goodness for Elizabeth--Beth--who seemed so close to her already despite their limited interactions. ]

Really, you know another Elizabeth?

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