006 rose; video / action; we step into war with our hearts on the line
[ (This is your life, and it is ending one second at a time).
When Elizabeth clicked on the video, she's knelt in the temple, dressed in black from head to toe, the veil pulled back. Black lace on black silk and her hands are tightly curled around a set of pearl rosary beads. Carefully she set the phone down before she speaks, fingers pausing over a bead.. ]
I am to die this week. On the twenty fourth. Or rather I will.
[ She takes another breath, closing her eyes and let her fingers longer, a modest woman in prayer. The gold ring of State glinting dully against the black of her gloves. ] But that was not why I speak to you now. Indeed if I were to speak at length, I would make mention of a man that was here not so long ago, he whom commanded the armies here by the name of Shepard. A brave man, no doubt a better man than I.
He is not here any more. I am -- and we need forces to be organised now. Hate me for not discussing this as long as I should of if you wish. It matters little, I've taken control of them so I may more properly see to their needs and establish a system that will long outlast me. I am told your leaders give paltry promises. I offer none other than I was born to be one thing, and I will continue to be such even here.
I require Captains, to train specialised forces with their own... skills. If you believe you are able to serve and lead confidentially, I will give you men. If you would rather just fight, I have work for you too. If you can heal, if you can torture. I have need of you. I ask you only come to me for the next attack when it falls to us, so we can move more efficiently, so fear not on that account. Any other times, you are at your own leisure as long as the men are trained. Simply present yourself to me, and we can commence.
[ Her fingers were locked together tightly. She hadn't felt like this in months. She ought to be planning her wedding, ought to be curled up somewhere with Gabriel nursing her heart against the strange feeling of foreboding, but she can't. Not with the overwhelming crushing feeling of her own mortality pressing down on her due to anniversary she wasn't supposed to remember. ]
[ Ezio Auditore, Desmond Miles, Helen Magnus & Greed ]
I believe we have much to offer each other. You all know soldiers aren't my only weapons, I have whispers to listen to, from time to time.
[ Castiel ]
I have a position to offer you in particular if you like.
[ Dean & Sam Winchester ]
You are both my dearest brothers... and one's who I would like to keep close. More especially, I would have you teach men your skills to a select group, to be guards to me. For I do not fancy being eaten again.
[ Selina ]
I have a special job for you, my dear.
[ / ]
I shall be praying today, find me when you wish to. I will discuss at length whatever you want to know.
[ It's clicked off, and for her part, Elizabeth's head dropped, with the rosary wrapped around her fingers tightly, the golden cross swinging like a pendulum. Hours will pass for her like that. ]