[attr="class","illeana"]

[attr="class","illeana b"]

[attr="class","illeana i"]her morals have been slipping in the recent months. they’re less constricting, less hard lines and more blurry edges she teeters along.

here and now is no different.

she looks torn, considering too many options and thoughts to know what she wants.

”i think so.”

it’s hesitant, as if she needs him to help her decide. to push her off the edge or save her from making the jump herself.

”i don’t know how else to power this.”

Felix Gallagher

05 investigate the depowered power stations and their destroyed cords, powerbanks, machinery, etc.
22 find a way to bring power to a deactivated power station, but any instruments or machinery within will fail to work yet.

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[attr="class","illeana b"]

[attr="class","illeana i"]his hand is warm and supportive and she knows he’s the only person to encourage whatever she decides.

there’s no judgement, no refusal, no dismissal…

just him and her and the terrible choice they’re about to make.

”okay.”

she takes a few more steps forward before stilling and turning toward him.

a thought has made her eyes murky.

”how will we get the wiring out?”

surely they’ll… have to dissect it out, won’t they?

Felix Gallagher

05 investigate the depowered power stations and their destroyed cords, powerbanks, machinery, etc.
22 find a way to bring power to a deactivated power station, but any instruments or machinery within will fail to work yet.

[attr="class","illeana"]

[attr="class","illeana b"]

[attr="class","illeana i"]his willingness to dirty his hands instead of hers and the light touches of rough fingers on her shoulder’s curve solidify a fact that has been brewing for some time: she’s not sure what she’d ever do without him.

and she never wants to find out.

”we’ll have to cut it open.”

correction: he will.

she’ll guide him through it, eyes sharp and watchful over his movements. it’s the only way, isn’t it?

”lead the way.”

she trusts his judgement, his guidance, more than her own. and as her head turns, her eyes soften as they meet his.

Felix Gallagher

05 investigate the depowered power stations and their destroyed cords, powerbanks, machinery, etc.
22 find a way to bring power to a deactivated power station, but any instruments or machinery within will fail to work yet.

[attr="class","illeana"]

[attr="class","illeana b"]

[attr="class","illeana i"]she's overly grateful, perhaps, for his hand reaching to intertwine with hers. it's soft, warm, affectionate.

and for a moment, she forgets they're in foreign territory about to cut open some abomination of a lifeform. crazy.

he shifts to crouch beside the carcass and her hand drops from his quickly, allowing him space to work.

"oh, right..."

into her little bag of tricks she goes. and after a few seconds of a rustling sound, she pulls out a set of knives. they're different sizes, some more attack oriented than the rest. she moves hilts aside to find a small scalpel tucked in amongst the disarray.

it's extended to him, then, with the handle out ready for him to take.

"here, use this."

she waits until the blade is no longer in her grasp before continuing.

"start with an incision at the top of the arm and slowly drag it down to the elbow. the skin should part easily enough."

then again, are these things even close to flesh? would a scalpel work on them or would they need something bigger?

Felix Gallagher

05 investigate the depowered power stations and their destroyed cords, powerbanks, machinery, etc.
22 find a way to bring power to a deactivated power station, but any instruments or machinery within will fail to work yet.

[attr="class","illeana"]

[attr="class","illeana b"]

[attr="class","illeana i"]as soon as he cuts into the arm, the resulting stench comes with an overwhelming wave of nausea.

she gasps, hands flying up to cover her mouth and nose.

"fuck."

a moment later, her familiar healing mist rises in tendrils off her body. it looks to overwrite the nausea by smothering out the smell. she doubts it'll work but her stomach is already settling a tad.

"try to cut out as many wires as you can."

her eyes are focused on him, his movements, the scalpel in his hand... anywhere but the body itself.

"they'll need to be a little frayed at the edges to connect them into the machine easily."

Felix Gallagher

05 investigate the depowered power stations and their destroyed cords, powerbanks, machinery, etc.
22 find a way to bring power to a deactivated power station, but any instruments or machinery within will fail to work yet.

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[attr="class","illeana b"]

[attr="class","illeana i"]she's relatively quiet as he works, eyes following his hands.

and when he comments on getting closer to the completion of this task, she hums her acknowledgement.

somewhere beyond them, a body stirs. not quite dead but not quite alive. they will need to leave soon...

"got it all?"

they'll need every piece they can manage to cut away.

Felix Gallagher

05 investigate the depowered power stations and their destroyed cords, powerbanks, machinery, etc.
22 find a way to bring power to a deactivated power station, but any instruments or machinery within will fail to work yet.

[attr="class","illeana"]

[attr="class","illeana b"]

[attr="class","illeana i"]a soft hum of approval escapes.

"i think that's everything we'll need."

and after a moment, she takes a few steps back to allow him room to move.

"we can put them in my bag."

as if to prove her point, she offers the small bag to him, the mouth of it already open for him to place the wiring within.

beyond them, perhaps no more than fifty feet away, the buzzing of electricity grows louder. and with it, the echoing of footsteps.

her head jerks up, eyes widening.

"we might've overstayed our welcome."

shit.

Felix Gallagher

05 investigate the depowered power stations and their destroyed cords, powerbanks, machinery, etc.
22 find a way to bring power to a deactivated power station, but any instruments or machinery within will fail to work yet.