[ She picks up. When she does, her voice is ragged and hoarse. But she does pick up. In the background of the call is the hustle and bustle of a hospital - muffled PA system announcements, conversation, beeps and mechanical sounds. ]
[ She takes a breath. God knows she owes Thomas that much. So she starts, speaking as carefully and dispassionately as she can - not because she's afraid of emotion, but simply because the fear gas is still in her system, and she needs control. ]
I broke in earlier tonight - like I told you. I found Crane easily enough: I had the municipal maps of where the water hookups were to Lucifer's church, so I was looking through the bathrooms and found the one closest to where he was. I found him, and got him alone in a room, locked the door. I had my knife out - he hit me with fear gas, which I knew was a possibility, but I'd assumed that I'd react like I did before, just cut his throat and run. But my reaction this time was different. I saw him as something...sad and pathetic instead, and so I couldn't kill him. I got out, obviously, but without pulling him out with me.
[ he's quiet as she tells the story of how it all went, bracing for the part where something horrible happened to her, or someone else, to explain what she's doing in the hospotal. the fear gas part comes, but she says she got out.
at the moment, he can't even be bothered to worry about her missing the objective for her outing. ]
[ She says that with conviction. If she were lying, it'd sound breezy and casual instead - she means this. ]
It's not good for you, getting hit by his gas once, and it's not getting hit a second time, either. And I can't just get healed by imPorts the way some people can. But they pay for our medical treatments, so I can afford this. I'm fine. I'm just sorry that I failed.
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[ now, worry about the other part - the not killing him, the apology, and the 'i failed'. ]
No, you didn't. It's okay, I should've just whacked you over the head when you said you were gonna go try that, honestly. [ new game plan, tbh. gonna get a club and put kitty's name on it. ] I'm just glad you're okay. Shuck the rest of it, alright? Crane can't stay there forever, we'll figure it out.
[ A rustle as she shakes her head - and then a tiny noise of pain as her head starts hurting from having moved too fast. Still, with spirit: ]
No, you shouldn't have. Thank you for caring, Thomas, really, but it was my decision, start to finish. And it was something I needed to do. I'm sorry I failed, but I'm not sorry I went. And if you'd stopped me - or tried to stop me, there's no real guarantee of success - I'd have been absolutely furious with you, and I doubt I'd have forgiven you.
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Kitty, what happened? Are you okay?
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I'm fine. I wasn't lying. I just - failed.
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You're fine, but you're in a hospital? Start from the beginning, tell me everything.
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[ She takes a breath. God knows she owes Thomas that much. So she starts, speaking as carefully and dispassionately as she can - not because she's afraid of emotion, but simply because the fear gas is still in her system, and she needs control. ]
I broke in earlier tonight - like I told you. I found Crane easily enough: I had the municipal maps of where the water hookups were to Lucifer's church, so I was looking through the bathrooms and found the one closest to where he was. I found him, and got him alone in a room, locked the door. I had my knife out - he hit me with fear gas, which I knew was a possibility, but I'd assumed that I'd react like I did before, just cut his throat and run. But my reaction this time was different. I saw him as something...sad and pathetic instead, and so I couldn't kill him. I got out, obviously, but without pulling him out with me.
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at the moment, he can't even be bothered to worry about her missing the objective for her outing. ]
But you're okay, right? You're not hurt?
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[ She says that with conviction. If she were lying, it'd sound breezy and casual instead - she means this. ]
It's not good for you, getting hit by his gas once, and it's not getting hit a second time, either. And I can't just get healed by imPorts the way some people can. But they pay for our medical treatments, so I can afford this. I'm fine. I'm just sorry that I failed.
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[ now, worry about the other part - the not killing him, the apology, and the 'i failed'. ]
No, you didn't. It's okay, I should've just whacked you over the head when you said you were gonna go try that, honestly. [ new game plan, tbh. gonna get a club and put kitty's name on it. ] I'm just glad you're okay. Shuck the rest of it, alright? Crane can't stay there forever, we'll figure it out.
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No, you shouldn't have. Thank you for caring, Thomas, really, but it was my decision, start to finish. And it was something I needed to do. I'm sorry I failed, but I'm not sorry I went. And if you'd stopped me - or tried to stop me, there's no real guarantee of success - I'd have been absolutely furious with you, and I doubt I'd have forgiven you.