008 rose; video // calling like a crow for a boy, for a body
[Bar once, Elizabeth has never addressed the network with any kind of true emotion, not if she can help it. Calm, measured and controlled, these people look to her to maintain that, to govern fairly, and she kept to it.
Now there is nothing controlled, she was falling apart, her hair falling about her face, where it seemed to have sat neatly below a golden crown, red scratch marks on her face and her clothes seem to be torn. A woman possessed in her grief, and she can hardly breathe for it, ragged and worn through.]
Preaenuntius! Entity! [it's no shriek, her voice is hoarse and low, lower than normal. She'd spent hours, hours calling and screaming out his name because he promised, he promised he'd always come when she called.] You bastards! Answer me! Where have you taken him? I fight for you, I bleed myself dry for you. You Godless creatures, you - you -
[She begins to shake, all over and her rage gets no better.] Give him back to me! Now! I will hold it all forfeit, I'll bring down rivers of blood until you do, I'll butcher them all! I'll send the armies to fight for the Serpent, I will -- you cannot take him from me. I did not say you could. You take my father from me again and now -- now -- Who are you to part husband from wife?
[then she sinks down, the device clutched in her fingers, gripped as tightly as she can. The rage seeming to burn out and she begins to cry, a pitiful and wretched sound. Perhaps the Serpent does not need to send her a nightmare, waking is hell enough to her.] Give me back my Gabriel, please, give me back my angelus, I will do everything you ask. Only so that I may look at him, may talk to him, I will not do anything else and fight your war until I die, only that he may come back and be safe here. [She begs, pleads, for so long as she seems to have breathe and it seems to go on and on, till even that wears her thin.]
I did not even get to tell him I loved him once more before he went. Please, I just need to tell him I love him, love him more than I can speak, he cannot go to his death like this. He cannot go so alone, I promised him.
[and with one last burst of rage, she throws her phone with all her strength, and it shatters on the wall, ending the transmission.]