week 13
[ She wants to go home.
That's all she wants.
But she can't. She saw the datapad display her world as nothing but some wicked fulfilled prophecy. If she can just ... reset everything to what it was... to bring people back before the project, all would be right. She could go back to Columbia. Booker would be alive. Hancock, Jason, Luke, Yuno, Jack - ... even Rhys, they'd all be safe.
It's simple to her. A tear is a door to another world and she wants so desperately to do that.
So that's how she offers herself. That's how she views this can pan out. Being the subject of an experiment...? A specimen...? It's not unusual and oh how her heart pains coming to that conclusion.
Maybe that's all she is, in the end.
She lies in her bed, clutching at her pillow and looking at the datapad. She could bother the boys but no... she can't. They're all suffering.
If there was any solace it was that the Nuwa was safe. If they could revive the dead, that means the Nuwa could too.
...Booker could be alive. ]
...I wish you were here, Booker.
[ Elizabeth croaks out without thinking, feeling her breath catch in her throat. ]
I wish we made it to Paris.
That's all she wants.
But she can't. She saw the datapad display her world as nothing but some wicked fulfilled prophecy. If she can just ... reset everything to what it was... to bring people back before the project, all would be right. She could go back to Columbia. Booker would be alive. Hancock, Jason, Luke, Yuno, Jack - ... even Rhys, they'd all be safe.
It's simple to her. A tear is a door to another world and she wants so desperately to do that.
So that's how she offers herself. That's how she views this can pan out. Being the subject of an experiment...? A specimen...? It's not unusual and oh how her heart pains coming to that conclusion.
Maybe that's all she is, in the end.
She lies in her bed, clutching at her pillow and looking at the datapad. She could bother the boys but no... she can't. They're all suffering.
If there was any solace it was that the Nuwa was safe. If they could revive the dead, that means the Nuwa could too.
...Booker could be alive. ]
...I wish you were here, Booker.
[ Elizabeth croaks out without thinking, feeling her breath catch in her throat. ]
I wish we made it to Paris.
no subject
but it was clear that she was deeply upset over the fact that he was dead, not unlike that of Elizabeth herself. if only they could have at least died together, but no; they were both killed before they were even aware of each other's nearby existence. even Booker would be upset with that knowledge. ]
So you don't.
[ it would come as all too clear for her in retrospect, when this conversation was over and done with. all of the enigmatic responses, the uncanny composure in Booker's voice that never faltered, the constant hypothetical's regarding his own opinions.
he stares through the datapad and into Elizabeth's eyes, seemingly holding her gaze as he gives her one last smile. it was the closest thing to genuine as a hallucination could possibly get. not a second later, the screen begins to glitch and the image fades, bringing her back to whatever she had been previously looking at before he had appeared in the first place. all she'll hear is one last set of words. ]
I'm not actually here, Elizabeth. But... maybe we'll run into each other again.