Cyrus, who was a little tipsy at this point, began talking really quickly. The words just seemed to fall out of his mouth.
"Well, a lot's on my mind. I worry about everything constantly as it is, and it gets dismissed because what I worry about isn't realistic or likely, and then this whole stupid mission happens, which I thought was a bad idea to begin with, and all of you just about get killed, and I constantly feel like I'm responsible for you guys because I'm the oldest, and I've been here the longest. Well, turns out all my worries were right, and I'm an idiot for dismissing them out of necessity. Not to mention those files we retrieved? They've got info on my parents' manners of death, and it all traces back to Panther sending people on missions to basically die, and I. Am. Livid. To make things even worse, I have literally been on the verge of a breakdown since we left for this mission."
"Want to do something fun?" She smiled up at him with a mischievous smile. "It may help get some of that anger out." This is the first real conversation she's had with him and she's drunk, but it wasn't totally bad. "I've got a bit on my mind as well, that I wish I could forget."
"Yeah, what've you got in mind?" Cyrus asked. He stumbled away from the table to grab another bottle.
Alexander sat next to her bunk "here, i'll sleep here so you don't have to worry."
”Thanks.” Eira replied, smiling and lying down.
Alexander leaned his had back and fell asleep.
"First let's finish some more bottles." She chugged the one in her hand before grabbing another one. She chugged the next one like she was a pro wine drinker. "So, your parents what were they like?"
"It's been a long time," Cyrus admitted, "They died when I was nine. But from what I do remember, they were everything that parents should be, usually. They certainly did love me, even if they were gone a lot. My parents didn't really have a choice in the matter, but they made sure that I was safe and happy. Panther always laughed at how much I look like my mother."
"I look more like my dad. They were good parents and cared for me and my brother." She looked at the ground. "My old guild made me slaughter my own parents." She said quietly. He was the only one who knew this now. Whatever was on that tape, she remembered it all now.
Krista was still awake. She had been sitting silently in her bed, observing everyone. I could get used to this.
She slowly reached over for her bag, and pulled out her file. Grey Fox, read the label. She opened it, and nearly gasped at what she saw. She didn't though. More of a sharp intake of air.
Krista glared at the dossier. How could anyone know all of this? She continued glaring at the page until she fell asleep, hand clutching the file.
(I'm just post the dossier here for y'all's convenience. Have people find it, or whatever.)
Name: Kristina Pearce aka The Grey Fox
Age: 19
Background: Suspected to have been kidnapped and sold into human/slave trafficking at age 2. Was first spotted in OMITTED at age of 9. Head of small Thieves Guild at age 10. Possible vendetta against Shadow Claw?
Missions: Had done missions against Shadow Claw at least three times before capture. Last known mission was obtaining data and technology from Shadow Claw's right hand man.
Family: No biological family could be located. Connected to Milo Greene and Eden Pontaine see below
Status: Likely Active. Last seen 2 years prior [Age 17].
Notes: Possible ally?
"Well that sucks. Why would they want that?" he asked. Cyrus' words ran together a little bit. He was halfway through his second bottle.
"Heh? Because that place is evil." She took another drink and thought back to one of the videos of the girl be hypnotized, then her mind wandered to the Test Subjects of this place. "They were basically controlling her to do what they want, what if they were doing the same to them." Then something clicked. "Oh, my G-" she took another drink but nothing was helping her forget about this topic going on in her head. "I mean maybe, my guild was known for their drugs, the drugs that are well known around everywhere, their name is big everybody knows about them, but no one knows I'm from that guild and if they did, my life would turn upside down." She put her head on the counter. "Their selling their drugs to other guilds, it's some kind of drug to control people. Damn it, how come I didn't notice sooner?" She totally forgot Cyrus was standing there as she rambled on.
(What’s happened since page 56?)
(Uh, they got out of the building and are in a safe house. Most of them are injured in some way. A couple people- Zhavia and Cyprus- are getting drunk and rambling about some stuff, (backstories I think) Some are resting, Eira and Alexander are being shipped since they have had a few moment together where it makes it hard not too…. I think that’s it)
(Ok lol imma say that sparrow is sitting in the roof)
Sparrow leaned against the chimney and sighed
“That’s rough,” Cyrus sighed, emptying bottle two. He was starting to feel extremely dizzy and unstable, and his mind was clouding over. He felt as if this was just what he needed. Anything to keep him from thinking about everything that had happened.
(Ok lol imma say that sparrow is sitting in the roof)
Sparrow leaned against the chimney and sighed
(There is no roof, its all underground and its small.)
( I think these are the ships so far:
Eira/Alexander
Zhavia/Cyrus )
(Not the last one. It’s nonexistent. Because Uriah.)
Luna had fallen asleep and woke to the drunkards talking. She stood up and climbed up top for some peace and quiet. She let out a longsigh, ten years of searching for nothing. She even almost failed initiation, but she was supposed to be sold to them? Maybe if her parents hadn’t taught her everything in spanish she would’ve passsed.
Zoe opened the door to see Zhavia and Cyrus drinking and talking. "That was the last supply!" She yelled at them.
Krista was curled up tightly in a fetal position, sleeping. She shook a bit, cold from blood loss. Her file was now on the ground, several pages held within it. Her bag was left open, various items of hers half fallen out.
“No…no…” Krista whispered into her knees. Nightmares.
(So ships are
Alexander/Eira
Zhavia/Uriah
Zoe/James [?i dont dont if im reading that one right])
(I would like Cyrus to be shipped with someone eventually , but we’ll see where that goes. I could totally see him with Sparrow bc friends to lovers, but idk)
Cyrus, still holding the empty bottle, got up to face Zoe, but he right away fell over. The bottle shattered upon impact, sending shards flying.
(Same here with Luna. She’s starting to warm up to the idea of having more friends.)
Zoe rolled her eyes. "If we want to survive, you can at least be sober until we get back to the guild." She complained as she dragged Cyrus away from the mess and dumped him on the couch before returning to clean it up.
“I’m perfectly sober,” Cyrus protested, “Enough so that I still feel miserable.”
He lazily examined the cuts on his body from the glass shards.
(Krista will be available for ships as well. But not for a while.)
Krista was somehow still asleep through all the noise. She let out a whimper when the bottle smashed against the ground.
Zoe sighed as she went into the bathroom and got some bandages before returning and treated the cuts. "It's not your fault."
“Not entirely,” Cyrus murmured, “But I could’ve done something to make it less awful. Now I’m just over here, getting wasted and not even bothering to lend a hand.”
Luna had read through the rest of her file, and gained even more of a distaste for Panther. He had apparently bought her for over 10,000 dollars. At least it wasn't five dollars.
“Not entirely,” Cyrus murmured, “But I could’ve done something to make it less awful. Now I’m just over here, getting wasted and not even bothering to lend a hand.”
"That's only because you're choosing too." Zoe replied as she held his hand. "Hold on this is going to sting a bit." She warned him as she carefully dabbed one of his wounds with alcohol.
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