010; accidental video/action; early hours of day 75

[afallenstar]

[ Of course she's been trying to leave since the moment she had been taken, but it hasn't worked. Each and every attempt had been completely unsuccessful, with literally no effect whatsoever.

Until, that is, when one attempt finally does work.

The feed kicks in with enough time to show little more than white light, almost like there's a problem with the video, and there's the faint sound of wings. It fades fast though, along with the light, and it's replaced with the slightly dishevelled looking face of one missing angel. She's out of breath, a little dizzy and definitely disoriented, but the one thing she does before anything else is drop a hand over the communicator. It's black for a few seconds while she fumbles with the buttons, and then the feed cuts out.

Welcome back to Kore, Anna. ]

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[afallenstar]

Family, that's good. Some people turn up alone.

[ Good in the loose term, of course. No one (well - few people) are glad to be here, but selfish as it might be, it always softens the blow to have a familiar face. ]

Yes, taken. Whoever holds us here, they'll take people at random. Most people think it's experiments, but no one can really remember. And...sometimes they send us home for a while too. Returning with or without memories, whichever seems most fun I guess.

[ She's totally not bitter about that last part okay? ]

[lightgunhustler]

Guess that makes me lucky.

[Dodging death had been pretty damn lucky, too.]

So that means you don't remember anything that happened while you were gone? It's just a blur?

[afallenstar]

Relatively. You're still here.

[ Yeah, Anna would still rather be here than the alternative, but that doesn't mean that everyone thinks the same way and she knows it. They're still trying to get home, as hard as it might seem. ]

There's something but...I don't know, it doesn't feel right. I don't think they're real memories. Cliche lab torture scene, you know? Bright lights, white coats, sterile environment. It's too... [ She just shrugs. ] It just seems off, like it doesn't fit.

[lightgunhustler]

It sounds staged, when you put it like that.

[Straight out of a horror movie.]

Like it fits the stereotype too perfectly to be real.

[afallenstar]

Exactly. Sometimes people come back and they can't remember a thing. Other times, there's..snippets. It's too inconsistent, it doesn't fit. There's not been mistakes like that so far, why would they start with our memories.

[ She's long given up doubting what there captors are capable of - the moment they started messing with archangels, she moved past that. ]

Scare tactics, is my guess. What else would there be?

[lightgunhustler]

I guess that makes sense -- as much as anything here does.

[She's still working on piecing it all together the best she can, personally.]

I'm Jo, by the way.

[afallenstar]

Don't expect much to work out logically here. [ It's about the best advice she can give to someone new, honestly, though she knows it'll go ignored. Hell, Anna still struggles with the concept nine times out of ten. There's a reason she's still surprised when the angels get hit by these things, after all. ]

Jo, hi. I'm Anna. Wish I could have met you under nicer circumstances.