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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Sept 2, 2015 11:23:49 GMT -6
Elizabeth uncertainly met Stranger's eyes. His nod gave her the little courage enough to hold her hands up and take a deep breath. She opened a tear. Standing on the other side of the tear was her alternate self. The woman scoffed upon seeing her meeker self. The woman was dressed in a very tight button up and a skirt that was all but painted on. She wore a brooch with a cage on it, while Elizabeth wore one with the bird. Liz was obviously the one that was on the wanted poster. Her expression was harder and she didn't even crack a smile.
"Elizabeth," she greeted.
"Liz." Elizabeth replied back.
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Post by Edward Kenway on Sept 2, 2015 20:48:13 GMT -6
Lobo looked between the two "Whoa.... uh whose she?" he asked as he looked into the tear. Stranger rolls his eye as Dante whistles "Well hello there miss" he said smirking at Liz.
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Sept 2, 2015 20:54:27 GMT -6
"Oh, is that what this is?" Liz asked, mocking Elizabeth. "You're trying to make them like you by telling them our little sob story? Please, you're so pathetic." Liz raised a brow when Dante whistled at her. She rolled her eyes. "Not in a million years freak."
Unable to handle the verbal battery by her other self Elizabeth quickly closed the tear. She smoothed a hand over her face, trying not to cry. "There was an accident when I was... a child. I can open tears into other dimensions." Elizabeth explained. "There are alternate versions of me in those worlds. There's always a city, there's always a man and there's always a lighthouse. It's a game of constants and variables. Some of those other Elizabeths kill the man. There are other versions, like me, that don't want to do that."
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Post by Edward Kenway on Sept 2, 2015 20:58:48 GMT -6
They just look at her as out of all of them, Vincent rests his claw on her shoulder "All are different, just like us. We all hail from different worlds. If she shows up, no mercy will be shown" he said referring to Liz.
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Sept 2, 2015 21:08:40 GMT -6
"If she dies in the same dimension I'm in, I die too," Elizabeth said, "Every version of me would then collapse in on ourselves because we wouldn't exist in the two planes at once." That was always her greatest fear. She didn't want to die. Not because of something that could at least be avoided in some way. Or if one of her alternate selves died in general, they would then collapse in through the dimensions and there would then only be one - the one with the strongest will to live. They wouldn't be able to open tears. They would just be a normal girl with a normal pinky.
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Post by Edward Kenway on Sept 2, 2015 21:20:13 GMT -6
"So it's some sort of Darwinism?" Deathstroke asked "Sounds fascinating"
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Sept 2, 2015 21:36:53 GMT -6
Elizabeth made a face. She didn't want to be fascinating. "It's a bit more complicated than that. The Lutece twins might come around here sometime if I'm here... They're the whole reason this happened. And by this I mean everything. Greenbriar, me, it's all the tip of the iceberg." she said.
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Post by Edward Kenway on Sept 3, 2015 11:37:38 GMT -6
Lobo groans "Stop with the complaining, my heads already hurtin from all this"
"Your head always hurts from thinking Lobo" Deadshot said
"The hell's that suppose to mean glasseye?!" he yelled at the assassin as they seemed ready to start fighting.
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Sept 3, 2015 12:02:31 GMT -6
"Ah, please don't fight!" Elizabeth pleaded. Maybe it would be better for them if she didn't stay at all. She could try to find another world, somewhere else that was safe. "I should just go..."
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Post by Edward Kenway on Sept 3, 2015 20:41:10 GMT -6
"No" Stranger said "They are always like that" he said. Deathstroke separated the two as he looked at Elizabeth "How do we know you won't kill?" he asked.
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Sept 3, 2015 20:44:11 GMT -6
Elizabeth touched the necklace around her throat. "The good versions of me wear a necklace with the bird." she explained. "And the others wear one with the cage." Not to mention the ones who forwent necklaces entirely but they were a gray category all of their own.
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Post by Edward Kenway on Sept 3, 2015 20:46:19 GMT -6
He just nods "Alright."
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Sept 3, 2015 20:51:14 GMT -6
"I left so I didn't have to deal with them anymore. I just... wanted to see Paris," she murmured as she wrapped her arms around herself. All dreams of just living a quiet and normal life were shattered. "I can't do that with those other versions of me and Songbird..."
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Post by Edward Kenway on Sept 3, 2015 20:58:53 GMT -6
"Songbird?" Vincent asked
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Post by Tifa Lockhart on Sept 3, 2015 21:26:39 GMT -6
"It was... a creation of two other scientists. Basically if I do anything Comstock didn't want, Songbird put me in my place." she said. It was her jailer, her only friend, her nightmare and only companion for 20 years of her life.
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