Faye Valentine
19 October 2014 @ 12:24 pm
*Faye's voice drawls over the journals - apparently, she is far less than impressed by her predicament*

It's times like these...

...times when your crew is poisoned and scratched and bleeding and stitched up and pissed off...

...times like these when you realise that a crew really needs to have some kind of healer around.

What the hell am I supposed to do with all this crap?

A nurse outfit doesn't fix everything, it turns out.


*She huffs and puffs for a moment, before that turns into a frustrated yawn - she's been busy, you know*

'The Corpse King'. What the hell kind of name is that anyway? Sounds like a dodgy horror movie.
Urgh.
 

 
 
Rogue
If you had to choose between being happy or knowing the truth, which would you pick?

[Rogue writes the words because, well. She's never signed her name to her handwriting. It's as anonymous as she can get. In fact, honestly, she's signed a different name to this handwriting a couple of times. Once half jokingly, once more seriously.

She'd prefer not to reveal herself, honestly.]


If you could live either in a dream, where people cared about you and you didn't feel pain and you thought you made your own choices, or in the real world, where you found out them caring about you was a lie and everything hurt and you found out that every decision you'd ever made was actually made for you, which would you want?

I think I'd want my dream. The illusion of happiness and freedom, rather than the reality of misery and being trapped.


[Private to the Spades:

About ten or fifteen minutes later, she addresses her crew, taking a break after completing her evening chores. She's sprawled out on the deck of the Little Dipper, where she can usually be found in quiet moments.]


Hey y'all.

[She speaks, wanting them to know it's her for this.]

Sometime... 'fore too long...

I'd kinda like t' take one of the little boats an' maybe a small group an'...

[She really hates to say it, actually. But she has to.]

An' go back t' Stela.

There was a pyramid there. I jus'... I need t' check it out. Make sure there ain' somethin' from my world hidin' 'round in it or anythin'.

'S jus'...

I'd rather check it out than not. If y'all'll let me.