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[After Silent Hill, Beatrix is in no mood to discuss her struggle or to explain what happened. It was exhausting, it was humiliating and dangerous and painful and sick and emotionally torturous, and all she wants to do is retreat to her cabin to lick her wounds. But she still isn't sure how many of her friends made it back, and how many are still in Silent Hill with that strange, sweet girl Zev.

Video would show her cut and tearstained face and her voice would crack under the strain of crying: text is the only good option to ask what she needs to.]

Who do I need to mourn?

[Sometime later, private to Thassarian and Sylvanas]

I owe you both a debt I can't possibly repay.

[Private to Jeryline]

I'm sorry.

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From:

deadliestviper

Not badly enough to worry about.

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lost_humanity

Considering who I'm talking to, I should specifically ask about broken bones, organ damage, or severe blood loss. Your gauge of "not worrying about it" may be significantly different from others.

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deadliestviper

Broken ribs, lacerations, and damage to my scalp and left eye if you must know. You?

From:

lost_humanity

Lacerations and a couple of broken ribs form being thrown around. Some really bad bruises. That's it. I was fortunate.

You lost your left eye?

From:

deadliestviper

No, most of it's still there but it's hardly useable.

From:

lost_humanity

At least eye-patches are something of a fashion statement here. Will the be able to construct a replacement or repair the damage?

From:

deadliestviper

[God, eye-patches. She shudders.]

I'm unsure about both options. It's fine, I can still see.

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lost_humanity

Well, if you change your mind at least experience has taught me that there is an armada of well meaning scientists chomping at the bit for a good cause to cure their boredom. If you're feeling generous, you might want to mention it.

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deadliestviper

Is that what they did about [she almost types "the thing in your head"] your cerebral implant?

Edited Date: 2013-05-30 06:57 am (UTC)

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lost_humanity

In 29 hours. [He knows he probably won't be able to talk her into worrying about herself, but giving someone up to the task a favor seems more plausible.]

From:

deadliestviper

I imagine a good deal of the people capable of helping are busy with legitimate emergencies right now.

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lost_humanity

It doesn't sound as though there's a need for it immediately. Is the pain manageable?

[Here's where it gets iffy for Sandoval, because "manageable" to him is not what it is for other people, either. But he's guessing she isn't too far off his scale there, either.]

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deadliestviper

[And here's where Bea hesitates, because "manageable" could mean anything from migraine-level manageable to amputation-level manageable.]

It won't keep me awake at night. [Because after four days in Silent Hill, battling her own personal demons and barely managing any rest, she could sleep for a week.]