Tara Page (alwaysinthedark) wrote in zenithrp, @ 2017-10-23 17:05:00 |
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Entry tags: | #day 095, pam, tara |
Who: Tara, Pam
When: around 2 PM-ish, give or take
Where: the station
She was ... confused. Not entirely, because she understood the series of events as she'd heard them - Simms was dead, and they were released into the building, no longer captives of Simms but still captive of their initial abductors. She'd been quick to leave the cell - the whole row of them, really - only after that she wasn't wholly sure what to do with herself. People in need of medical assistance were getting it - and her talents didn't lay in that direction anyway. What she'd seen of the injuries though ... it made a small, quiet part of her glad the monster was dead. She wouldn't say so outloud, and she honestly wasn't sure how she was supposed to feel about it. He was a victim as much as the rest of them, wasn't he? Though he'd chosen to be aggressive, to act out, to endanger the other captives. So wasn't it a merited death? But were they really the ones who were supposed to decide things like that? Were they going to get in trouble? Were they going to be stuck here even longer? What if it was a pre-determined set of time ...? Though if it was, wasn't it better being out of the cage with access to a bathroom with a door? And a shower? With no real purpose, Tara sort of just ... milled. She looked around to see if she could spot the familiar faces, the people she'd met and had more in depth interactions with, just to have someone to hang out with and maybe needlessly speculate with. Or, better yet, someone who could come up with a task for her to keep her mind from circling its endless circles. |