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[animosities]

[The video starts with a blurred shot of a corridor ceiling, dark, though there's light coming from somewhere nearby. There's a moment of the device being fumbled before it swings down, revealing a very tired and scared looking woman. Her voice reflects much the same, strained with desperation, wavering.]

Hello? Hello? I think -- god, I hope -- this thing is some kind of phone.

If there's anyone there, anyone can hear me, please help. I don't know where I am. There was a voice, I followed it, but -- I guess I wasn't listening. [She drops to a whisper, berating.] Typical, Amanda.

[Quiet for a moment, frowning, but then she takes a breath. Gathering herself again, trying to sound certain, give a clear and steady summary of her situation.]

I'm lost. Everything looks the same, I feel like I've been walking for days-- [She's going off on a trail again. She stops herself.] Jesus.

[There's nothing more to say, is there? She lets her head fall back against the wall behind her, lifting a hand to press against her forehead, like she's trying not to cry.]

Is there anyone there? Please?


[ooc: another OC for the demon plot here, pulling her favourite demon damsel in distress routine to get all the altruistic and heroic types to come out of the woodwork. She has a taste for anger and wrath, and vengeance is her favourite. There's a brief blurb on her profile, for more information.]

Comments

[jilt]

Some of us are blessed with having company from home.

[animosities]

Mass kidnappings isn't exactly a blessing.

[jilt]

Familiar faces can be, at times.

[animosities]

Even if it means they're here?