Post by Willow Fey on Jan 16, 2016 19:40:40 GMT -5
(OOC, here is the transcript of Saoirse and Willow's FTE. It was done over Skype. Enjoy)
 Saoirse Moran | This wasn't happening. The bear, the rules... How on earth did he knew where to find them? Saoirse made them swear not to get caught by anything! Not the police, her parents! No one. Yet, they were and just seeing them... made her helpless. So by the moment the video was finished, she was horrified... distraught... angry. Just a mix of awful feelings to have, but she wasnt stupid enough to pull a threat like the Hunter. The redhead couldnt die yet. So she ran immediately once they were allowed to, carelessly tossing away that heap of junk ID so it wouldnt burden her any longer. Saoirse just... wanted a place to herself.... and found a small abandoned place at the end. She sat against the wall, resting her arms over her knees and just buried her head into a lowly sob. |
 Willow Fey | Willow wasn't exactly the most trusting sort. Nor was he the sort who extended additional sympathy towards girls just because of their gender. Still, upon seeing the traceur run away in such an emotional state he couldn't just let her be. Especially considering she had left her ElectroID behind. There were a dozen reasons why she should have it, not least of which being that insufferable bear might decide being without one is punishable by death. So the trickster discreetly followed her to the mysterious " " Room. Sure enough their she was weeping. He could simply leave the ElectroID next to her and beat a retreat. However....he found that he couldn't. After a slight hesitation Willow spoke up, "Ms.....Moran? I noticed you happened to drop your ID and I came to bring it back to you. Are you alright?" Willow asked. A useless question, she was obviously not alright. But this would serve as an opening at least. |
| Saoirse Moran | "I-I'm fine.. Just had to clear my mind." |
| Saoirse Moran | She sniffled, quickly wiping away the tears. The traceur was taken by surprise, scrambling up into a stand so she didnt appear so pathetic. Although, she figured that already was obvious. But, Saoirse still tried to look hardened, for the sake of her own pride. |
| Saoirse Moran | "Thanks, for.. the ID." |
| Willow Fey | Willow admired Saiorse's strength. Trying to look strong when you feel the most vulnerable is a difficult skill. It's also one you only learn having to rely on yourself. "No problem. I can definitely understand the need to clear one's mind after those awful videos. Whoever is behind this are some sick bastards. Using our loved ones to turn us against each other. Make us kill." Willow said, his face looked calm but their was rage in his eyes. "We should pay them no mind Ms.Moran. Instead we must work together to the best of our abilities to escape." |
| Saoirse Moran | Saoirse gave the guy the very very same look of fire. Sure there was a hint of tears, but it mattered very little to her. He was sorta on the right path... the only reason it wasn't entirely right was because it implied working with the others... Some team or whatever. It didnt suit her. Not in the slightest. She could figure something out on her own. The traceur didnt need some bratty fools near her... with this person who returned her ElectroID being the only exception for today. There was just one thing bugging her... Really grating to her ears. |
| Saoirse Moran | "Stop calling me miss or Ms Moran. I'm not some lady or my mum." |
| Saoirse Moran | Saoirse knelt down to pick up her ElectroID, shoving the thing into the pocket of her hoodie. "What mades you so bloody sure those idiots will help us escape?" |
| Willow Fey | Huh, it seemed he had chosen the wrong approach. She wasn't one to deal with disingenuous talk. Toss away the polite mask and try something else. But be honest. "Sorry. I didn't mean to offend you. I have spent quite a lot of time with people who like to be addressed in such a way." Willow said, his polite smile dropped and was quickly replaced with a roguish one. "Honestly it can get a bit grating. Always minding one's manners. But that's the only way the people on top will respect you, and everybody does things they don't like for the benefit of the people they love. Plus it's a hell of a time dropping the mask when you have them dead to rights." the truth, not the full truth but close enough. "As for those idiots out there? I don't really know for sure if anyone of them will be of any use. From what I have observed so far it is possible. However we can't truly trust them. Hell we can't truly trust one another either. But divide and conquer is exactly the game the bear and those controlling him want us to play, and I am not keen on letting them get their way. Are you Saiorse?" Willow said looking her straight in the eyes. |
| Saoirse Moran | "God no. I'm not gonna roll over like some mutt." She splat with venomous hate, "and its Saoirse, not Saiorse. Thats just as bad as calling me as Ms. Moran." |
| Saoirse Moran | The redhead shook her head. " I swear... you can try the patience of a saint." She walked towards the door, glancing out towards the road. "Whats yer name before I call you something as equally dumb?" |
| Willow Fey | "My name is Willow Fey and I understand your anger. They could have my Mother and my sister and my best friend. I don't know if they are injured or kidnapped or dead. You have people too. I get it. All I am saying is that you aren't alone here. That's what I have been trying to tell you since I arrived. If you would rather I leave now, I certainly can. It was never my intention to piss you off." Willow said, his voice even and calm. but the worry for his loved ones and desperation to get his message through was clear anyway. |
| Saoirse Moran | Saoirse could only sigh. Her defensive self was greatly shown to someone who only saw the problem a bit more rationally than herself. It could very well be the blame of her own character, just so enthralled by her own strength that no one else wasnt worth the effort to understand. Maybe so, but it tended to leave lots of unfavorable impressions with most folks. |
| Saoirse Moran | "I'm not pissed.. or I am. Just not at you or all that. It's just... Nevermind." She groaned at her own pitiful attempt to come off in better light, "We need to leave this dump. For the sake of our own blood." |
| Saoirse Moran | She took a quick breath, clearing her mind so whatever feelings were lingering just disappeared for a brief moment. She needed respite from this madness. "Well, Willow Fey. didja come up with anything? Can't exactly waltz through the exit, can ye?" |
| Willow Fey | "Don't worry, I'm not pissed at you either. I understand. Your not the first stubborn, prideful woman I have met in my life. I said some pretty dumb things myself. I will try to avoid that in the future. " Willow said, with a self deprecating smile. When she voiced her next set of questions, he laughed. "You have that right Saoirse. However my talent is as an Ultimate Trickster. So when I find the opportunity, I shall play the greatest trick of all and make us all disappear from this hell park. As for how to do that well, like all tricks, I am going to have to fake it until I make it. Unsatisfying I am sure, but that's the best I can tell you right now." |
| Willow Fey | "How about you? What's your story if you don't mind me asking? Your from Ireland correct? Spin me the tale of how the Irish running girl got to Japan. I have always loved a good story. If you aren't in the sharing mood I'll give you my own free of charge. Long as your willing to let me talk your ear off." |
| Saoirse Moran | "Ye want the long story or short one?" A light smirked crossed her nonchalant expression, "It's no secret I'm Irish. Got a feelin' I stick out more than a dry fella during mass, being from the country side and all. But, I was real good at climbing stuff n runnin'. Seems natural." |
| Saoirse Moran | She shrugged with her arms crossed, glancing towards the cafe. "Didnt think much of it. Came with a good sleight of hand. But, others saw what good it could come of it and sponsored me like some dancing monkey." |
| Saoirse Moran | Closing her eyes, the traceur thought back on the time, "It wasnt right. Treatin' it like some sideshow talent. The medals, trophies... cameras. None of it. So I purposely fought with some of my own so called teammates, even when I got first place." |
| Willow Fey | (Is this my cue to post again?) |
| Saoirse Moran | (yea she took a breather) |
| Willow Fey | (Ok. Thanks) |
| Willow Fey | Willow scrutinized her thoughtfully, then looked in the same direction as she was looking. "It didn't feel right for others to take advantage of your talents right? None of it was what you signed up for. Typical prodigy story really. Nobody took advantage of me that way, not really, but only because they thought my talent was useless if they even knew I had it in the first place." Willow sighed. "Slight of hand huh? I know what that's about. I learned some of that early on, useful foundational skill and it taught me a lot. Mostly that it is all in the misdirect. " |
| Willow Fey | "So what happened next? Did you get yourself kicked off or did you leave?" |
| Saoirse Moran | "I was banned from the nationals, and kicked from the group. They said I was a mistake when they gave me the chance." Saoirse couldnt help, but stifle a bit of laughter, "But, you know what? I couldnt let them win. I wanted to destroy their reputation. So I competed against them on my own, against the very team that took me in. Aye, I didnt have the best upbringing or had the most loving parents, but calling me worthless or calling me brother and sis that was too far. I made it a goal to be better than the team that build me up in every way. Being accepted by Hope's Peak was the biggest step in that." |
| Willow Fey | "That determination is inspiring. Hold onto that fire, it will serve you well. And I know exactly what you mean about Hope's Peak. When I was young I was mostly left on my own. Spent a lot of time getting into trouble and making trouble for others to alleviate the boredom. Any target for a prank would do, but most especially those greyfaced bastards that seem to live off stopping people from having fun. You know the ones, usually the people wearing badges or suits. Anyway, that worked well for a while, but it couldn't last. Petty pranks like that, even the more inspired ones, are the province of children. I needed a bigger fix, a greater challenge. " Willow said, taking a break to stare off into a wall and contemplate the room. |
| Willow Fey | "My first big stunt that occurred offline was tricking my school into believing the city was shutting it down. That was a great one, and it got my name out there. But the reason I really got into HPA was a trick I ran not long after. After how successful the school trick went, I was filled with a lot of energy and ideas. I wondered how far I could go. So I tested my limits and conned my way into a meeting with the President of the United States. " Willow said, and paused for dramatic effect. |
| Saoirse Moran | Saoirse perked up, interested in Willow's story. "The very same idiot American who talks about change and doesnt deliver? You must be lying." She shook her head, but couldnt hide the faint grin that replaced her earlier sullen mood. |
| Willow Fey | "Well he's a politician and thus essentially powerless. Might as well ask a store manager to change company policy. Lobbyists are really our lords and masters, but regardless, I thought it would be funny and interesting to arrange a meeting. Also I wanted to see if I could Thing is, I was some punk kid from Minnesota who had only succeeded in pissing off almost everyone in authority and generally being a nuisance. My grades were good, but not national attention good and my athletic performance left much to be desired. Nothing worthy of a photo op with the President. However I had learned a number of skills over the years and two of the most important for the purposes of this story was forgery and storytelling. So, I made up a new identity for myself, gave myself some truly impeccable grades, a sob story and got a bunch of people on the internet to spread stories of my great, simple ideas to revolutionize the country. It was perfectly calculated to get attention, I think some Hollywood studios were getting primed to buy the rights to my life story. Anyway, some aide or another must have heard about it and somewhere down the grapevine someone thought it would be a perfect idea to put the two of us in a room together. I was flown down to Washington D.C and there I had dinner with the President. It was at some event of course, but the fact of the matter was that I spent an evening across from the elected leader of my country and it was all based on a great big lie." |
| Saoirse Moran | "Minnesota huh." She looked into her own mind, seemingly appearing to have been lost in thought, "From smalltown to the big time. If we where in Wexford, I tell you to stop spillin' shite from that gob of yours... But, I strangely believe you." Saoirse gave a toothy grin, looking towards Willow as she shoved her elbow into his side, "You're not so bad, Mr. Fey. Not good, but not terrible either." She made it a point to call him formally in a mock tone. |
| Willow Fey | "Not bad, but not terrible? That's what all the girls tell me." Willow said with a grin. "And your instincts are spot on Saoirse, I don't always tell the facts but I do endeavor to tell the truth. Though of course nobody's perfect. Your not bad yourself, though your manners could use some work. You might well survive this killing game but you could never make it among the yuppies and bored suburbanites back where I'm from." The trickster finished in good humor. |
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