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Shellshock and Horror / The fracturing of a Hero
[After the events at the DC base have unfolded Mad just rushed to her room as quickly as possible. She was clutching herself tightly, she was curled up into a ball. But she was doing her best not to cry. She was failing badly of course. The tears were still there and she was choking back sobs.. but whenever she did noticed she would just rub her eyes and shut them tightly and try to force herself to stop.]
Fuck...fuck... those...what the fuck were those... goddamn...
[She's struggling to get her emotions into check, but it was near impossible with how hysterical a state she's worked herself into.]
Fuck...fuck... those...what the fuck were those... goddamn...
[She's struggling to get her emotions into check, but it was near impossible with how hysterical a state she's worked herself into.]
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Muginami couldn't help but notice how Mad was reacting out there, so she's now outside Mad's room, activating one of those fancy intercoms by the door in hopes of checking in on her.]
Ah...excuse me...
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[Mad just ground the words out. Her voice was hoarse and she generally felt like she was put through hell.]
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[Hearing Mad sounding like that definitely wasn't pleasant...but...]
I saw what happened out there, and I'd just like to talk...
Do you mind if I come in?
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[She turns her back to the door so Muginami doesn't see her face.]
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Then, she comes and sits down next to Mad, putting a hand on the other girl's shoulder.]
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[She shivers as bitterness all but flooded her voice, combined with her failure at the most simplest of things earlier on - she's just feeling the massive burn.]
..Yui.. tell me I'm not crying please... its the last fucking thing I need.
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Warnings ...just in case.
Re: Warnings ...just in case.
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Yet. YET.
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Finally, she hears sobbing in a familiar voice, and homes in on it, trying to make her way inside quietly but being noticeable.]
Mad? Are you hurt?
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[She didn't sound like it. Mad sounded like she was gargling gravel and tried to talk.]
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[Sora lets out a sigh, her smile dropping to a worried expression.] I just... this is the second time. So many people, and I was standing right there... At least it wasn't a nuke this time.
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[That powerlessness was not helping Mad's situation at all. She knew she was BAD before, but this just hammered in how useless she really was in the long run.]
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If Mad looks at her, she will notice Lynne's expression has turned solid; different from the clueless girl of days ago back at the mess hall. Emotional exhaustion of many months at war having hardened her, but almost sad in the way she still looks at her.
Her eyes are glassy. A thousand-yard stare. That sight had remained in her for too many months to be Combat Stress Reaction.]
You survived. I'm happy you are well in spite of everything.
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Those things...why the hell did they do that... most of the people in there couldn't do a thing to hurt them...
[She shudders violently.]
Maybe you're happy... but... I just wish I could've saved at least one person from those ...
[She's feeling a horrific lurching sensation. Her eyes are stinging. NO! FUCK! NO CRYING DAMMIT! She's rubbing at her eyes harshly.]
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[Her back slowly slides down to sit. She nests her rifle over her lap.]
I think you must be able to save everyone. But... But sometimes it's not as easy.
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I'll just do everything it takes... fuck! I'll give it all I've got and more if I have to!
[She shuts her eyes tight...]
I just don't want to fail anyone like that again... I just don't...
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[Have your mentor, Mad! Though he's not looking as cheery as that comment might imply. Rather he's looking pretty shaken up about things. Too many bad memories of botched operations and families slaughtered by Percolatii.]
... I honestly wish I could say it gets easier. Times like these certainly are still a rarity, but when they happen...
[He closes his eyes and leans back, tears beginning to well up. Lot of bad memories there...]
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[An odd thing to say given the situation...]
Stuff like this shouldn't happen at all... but...
[She sniffs hard and tries to get it back together.]
If we keep telling ourselves it gets easier we might let it happen more...
[She shook violently at the thought.]
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Pit is far too honest to act worth a damn, though]
Hey there Mad. [No exclamation points today. Instead he just plops and sits near her]
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[A slight hiccup and she rubs at her eyes, giving the angel a smile so weak you could barely even tell its there. Her eyes were red from all the crying and rubbing at them she did.]
...I... didn't make 'nother mess did I?
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No! No you didn't! This whole mess wasn't your fault! Don't even think like that!
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Then why wasn't I fast enough? Or strong enough? Or good enough?!... I... I couldn't care less if they didn't know I saved them or not. Why couldn't I get any of those people out of there alive?!
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CQC practice started fifteen mi...
[He stops. Is she asleep? But her shoulders seem to be moving at least. Curious, he takes another step in.]
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...H..h..
[Mad struggled to take in some air... she got up weakly to face Resnick, weakly wiping at her face. Goddamn what a mess.]
Sorry... I.. I just... I forgot...
[She looked like a light breeze could smash her down like an Elemental rushing at a full tilt running tackle.]
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Great Father's Ghost, what happened to you?!
[Great job. Real sensitive.]
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