BlessedWrath

Unlikely Heroes

As always, if you need any assistance (brainstorming, sharing ideas, etc), I'm here.

Unlikely Heroes

Sam's been through some crap. We're not really sure if she's the fragile little flower, or if she's just the type of person to tell you whatever you need to hear so that you'll give her what she wants.

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Sam shook her head, even before Daniel completed his protest of the label she'd insinuated. She gave a nod toward the exterior door. "Look at that. Touch it. Take in all the detail you can. Observe that it's metal. Convince yourself that it can't be anything else. Now think about the concept that you can't possibly know what it is...not really. One neuron in the wrong state and you could be touching a tree. By your own admission, and your rivals', we've had the kind of change that could affect our minds in just the right way to have that effect on us. Everything you see is suspect. Everything you know is subject to change."

She crossed her arms and stared into his eyes, no longer the frightened captive she had been only moments ago. Had it been an act, or had she simply been in shock? "You'll understand if I'm not quite ready to take you at your word."

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Good thing I've got a natural immunity.

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Just as a message to others, Kirra is having trouble connecting to the site. Even as I write this, I had to wait at least five minutes before it would actually load. She apologizes for the delay and intends to post when able.

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We're getting some insight into the kind of person Sam is. Apparently she feels more comfortable around "criminals" than "the man". It'll be interesting to see which one is actually which.

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"Make yourselves comfortable," Pat had said. "You're probably going to be stuck here for a while. Oh, and if any of you feel the urge to begin sobbing uncontrollably you can join the lovely young lady in the corner."

Sam shook her head casually. "First-timer. I can tell. She'll adjust." She looked about, trying to gather her bearings as best she could, though nothing more could be gained than the make and model of the vehicle, the faces of the occupants, and the strange inclusion of a large quantity of sand on the floor. She did note that there was a door separating them from the head compartment, which most probably meant they were locked inside.

"I take it these are the terrorists I've heard so much about?"

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Just as an update, I was looking to hold back for a bit while others post. If anyone wishes me to post first, I will do so.

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I have something in mind for Sam. She's not the kind to keep things polite or "correct". I imagine that, once their new captors have their say, she'll have hers.

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Really, Sam replied internally. She immediately distrusted this outburst; it seemed like the bravado of a plant. But, then, she had been in the company of liars for too long. She wanted to see Carter's reaction.

Threatening your captors was a bold move indeed. Sam didn't know if she believed all this talk of special abilities, but she knew this woman believed it. Unless she was an extremely talented actress, she would throw herself against any wall they erected to save the rest of the group.

How heroic, she mused. Even in her own mind, her tone was sardonic, pessimistic. In her mind there were only three possibilities: That this woman would be chosen as an example to the rest of the captors, that she was working for them and intended to crush their morale, or that she would make good on her promise and free them. After that, she wondered, what would her price be? Again, she decided it was better to wait. For now, others had the floor. If all eyes were on them, which eyes were left to see Sam?

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