creatingalegacy | } 056 - AUDIO, THEN VIDEO - all public

[On the third day of port, Amanda tracked her inmate down. She had expected it would be difficult to drag Lua back to the Barge--the woman didn't remember her--but not impossible. She hadn't known that Lua had gone Repo during her fall overboard.

When Amanda draws her gun, she accidentally snags her little wrist-communicator on her belt, and the audio turns on. She calls out cautiously.]

[AUDIO]

Lua...?

Great. As if this place isn't bad enough, you're hanging around a fuckin' cemetery. Lua, it's me. I know you're here--

[She had expected it to be hard. She hadn't expected Lua to have died before she could make it there, and her breath catches in her throat.]

Oh god. No, no--

[She's running now; it's audible. She caught sight of a clump of Lua's hair peeking out from behind a headstone, and sure enough...it's her inmate, neck broken. A thud can be heard as Amanda falls to her knees. Another thud comes as she drops her gun on the ground beside her.]

Come on...

[None of this can be heard, but...

She feels for her pulse; there isn't one. She tries to pull her to a sitting postion, to figure out what she hell happened, and her head flops around at a sickening angle.]

Oh, god...I'm sorry. I'm so fuckin' sorry, Lua. This is my fault. If I had been faster...!

[She starts to cry, and that can be heard.]

All my fault.

[This continues or a few minutes, the crying and apologies, before Amanda struggles to collect herself. She still isn't aware her communicator is on, so when she turns on video, she thinks that's the first broadcast she's made.]

[VIDEO]

[The footage transmitted is of Lua, lying dead. Her head is on Amanda's lap, and Amanda is affectionately untangling Lua's hair with her free hand. Lua's eyes are closed, and her hands have been folded across her abdomen.]

This is Lua Klein. She's my inmate. My friend.

[Amanda's voice is steadier, but cold. Dangerous. Her former bragging tone is gone.]

I don't know who did this to her, but I'm going to find out. Then I'll find you, and I'll kill you. Then I'll cut my way through as many of you Repo fucks as I can.

[Amanda aims the camera at herself. She's taken off her mask, and her face looks like hell, but she wants whoever killed Lua to know exactly who she is.]

Remember my face, because it's the last thing you'll fuckin' see.

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She was one of them, wasn't she?

[Amanda nods, all snuffly. There's tears and snot and just all kinds of undignified stuff happening in her personal bubble right now.]

Yeah. She was.

[She looks down at Lua again with a hollow sob.]

I took too long.

We both took too long. I saved a friend from her earlier but didn't have time to alert you because he was injured.

[He hates seeing her like that.] I'm sorry. I don't know who was responsible for this, but it wasn't you. [Though he knows how that failure goes.]

When we were paired, I promised I'd keep her safe...

[She shakes her head and smooths out more of Lua's hair.]

I failed her like I failed everyone else I swore to protect. That much is my fault.

Her life is valuable to you. That means something. You've not failed as long as that's true.

[This he really does believe.] Don't get yourself killed. Stay alive so you can take care of her while she's uncomfortable.

[When Amanda speaks again, her voice is still wavering, but far more determined.]

I'm going to kill them, Rhade. As many of the motherfuckers as I can get my hands on.

Don't kill my inmate. Just... knock her out if you come across her. But don't kill her.

You don't know how it is...for me. When I get started, I don't stop. I can't stop. I lose control with revenge.

[She pauses, though, and takes a deep breath in and out.]

What's her name?

[She can't remember shit at the moment.]

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[That doesn't sound good.]

Then don't. Don't let it control you, not when you need to represent her. She would do anything for him, but you can't do anything for her, even hurt people that aren't completely aware of what they're doing.

Vasilia is in a mask. She'd be difficult to recognize.

Someone needs to pay.

[She puts her lips tight, tight together in an attempt to shut up, but it doesn't work for long.]

I let this happen! The only thing I can do for her now is avenge her.

You didn't let it happen. You never would have let it happen. If she was killed when someone was defending their person, they're already a victim in this. They might even need help.

Don't let this get the better of you.

This fuckin' place killed her. The personality it gave her--the sick fuckin' way it made her operate...that's what killed her. The freakshow running this world is to blame for that.

[She picks up her handgun and pops out the clip. She's only used a couple bullets so far, scaring someone away. She fishes around in her pocket, takes out a couple more and fills the empty spaces before sliding the clip back into place and resettling the weapon at the back of her jeans.]

So. I'm going to find the Repo men who actually live in this world, and I'm going to put them down.

[Carefully, slowly, she eases Lua's head off of her lap and gently rests it against the ground. Standing up, she removes her long jacket and lays it over as much of Lua as it will cover; from her head down to just under her knees. She could never leave her body exposed, but she doesn't have time to dig a grave. Every one of her actions is performed with an almost painful tenderness. She kneels down and smooths the jacket over her inmate's body, talking to her in a low murmur.]

I'm sorry, Lua. I'm so goddamn sorry.

Then aim well, and do me a favor and don't kill them until you see their face.

[Just to make sure she doesn't get Barge people and regret it.]

I never aim poorly.

[She pulls the mask back up over her face and pulls out her hunting knife; work quietly for as long as possible before bringing out anything loud, one of the lessons she'd taken to heart. Almost as an afterthought, she cuts the connection before taking off.]

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