exsilium | voice | 001 | mutiny day two, 1734hrs

[And now for something completely different.

For a small amount of people, such as Elaine, the mutiny itself didn't have much in the way of meaning, honestly. The hugest inconvenience was the darkness and inoperability of the doors, now that the network was back up. To her, this didn't seem like much more than a way to waste time -- even having a vague understanding of exactly why this is happening, she doesn't quite get it. Things will be fixed faster if everyone works together, she thinks. Get over yourselves, she thinks.

Which is why she technically sides with the Initiative, but there's not much she can do if she can barely see at the moment. So anyone pro-initiative might have gotten medical supplies or crappy space food, whatever, delivered. Even if you're a mutineer this might have happened. Lack of support for the cause doesn't necessarily mean she'll bother making a distinction, after all. It's not like she'll get permanently hurt.

Is what she thought, anyway. Wherever she is at the moment, her voice is flat as usual for anyone who knows her, but her breathing is slightly rough.]

-- Ah, there it goes...

I apologise for interrupting, as we certainly do appear to be in the midst of a rather serious situation, but this is somewhat urgent. If there is anyone in possession of both ice and any amount of leeches, then I would be quite appreciative!

I am uncertain what I may be able to give you in exchange, but I would be willing to work towards any compromise that you would prefer.

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It is --

Yes, I suppose that you could refer to it as such. The contract that allowed my limbs to reattach has also been severed, I believe?

... He may be angry with me.

[Which is fine. He'll forget sooner or later and she's fine being a normal person again if he doesn't do anything about this.]

Contract? [ granted, she assumes that this happened prior to them actually arriving here, however long ago that was, but at the same time - no. she knows rumplestiltskin hasn't been making the rounds. she knows.

still. ]

Who's he?

-- Ah, he is my...

[Friend? Boyfriend? Subject of romantic interest? Stalker? Subordinate? Gofer?]

His name is Liam. He is my friend from my own world, you see. He came into a large sum of power within these past months, and chose to allow me to benefit from this by contracting with him, in the way that one would with a business, church, or in some ideologies, a demon!

We are, however, no longer on speaking terms upon my arrival to this place, so I would not consider it so strange if he were to have made the choice to remove me.

Might you have some experience with contracting, Miss, to request that I elucidate?

He - he doesn't know you're gone. He can't. [ can he? it's partially said out of relief, really, that rumplestiltskin isn't back up to his old tricks, but that's also what she's heard. there has to be some truth to it, right? ]

I - a bit. A long time ago. I understand.

-- Ah, no, my apologies! He is here as well. I... for his own good, I chose to cut ties with him, so if he has chosen to do the same, it would not come as a shock to me.

What sort of contract did you make, Miss? With a singular creature, or with an organization, perhaps? For what reason?

I - oh! [ she wonders whether or not that would complicate things, but if it's working out for her, she won't question it for now. ] I'm sorry. I misunderstood.

It was - with a man. [ because that's what he was then, and it's what he still is. not a monster, not a wizard, but a man. ] I agreed to work for him in exchange for the safety of my kingdom and those I loved.

Oh...! My, Miss, that's very noble! Certainly, a ruler must do all that they are able in order to protect their territory and loved ones, but to put even your soul at stake for such a cause is nothing short of outstanding! You are amazing, Miss!

It - it wasn't my soul, necessarily. Not entirely, just - me. [ a pause as she shakes her head, obviously unseen. ] Everybody has their reasons.

Just you?

Ah, well -- assuming that your body is a mortal one, Miss, that is still a feat deserving of praise. It is, after all, your only body! To offer yourself to another in exchange for the safety of those under your protection is noble.

Mortal. Yes. [ a small smile came through in her voice. ]

Anyone would think their own reasons are noble. I can't imagine going into it without good reason.

Did you - mention the specifics of yours?

Of course. I find your reasons noble as well, however, which means that they certainly must be! As for my specifics, ah --

It is not that this was something requested by me... rather, he chose to give the effects of my contract -- immortality and a regenerative ability -- to me as a gift.

Then it wasn't a price. It was - you gained something.

The price, speaking subjectively, could be interpreted as being the fact that I shall be made to spend an eternity with that same boy.

[If she doesn't think about it too hard, she doesn't mind. But considering she's been trying to friendship break up with him since he got here, well.

It'd be a little awkward.]

Oh. [ that feeling. that's one that she definitely understands. she doesn't question whether or not she considers the exchange to be equal, not with all the politicking she knows can go into these things. ]

Is - he in the habit of breaking contracts?

No. Liam is -- exceedingly honest and sincere. He is far too human in nature to truly belong at such a station. I doubt that he would sever our link intentionally, but the possibility does exist.

Can you talk to him? Ask him. Maybe he'll know how to fix it, since he stopped it originally in the first place.

[She goes a little quiet on the other line. Ahaha. That's funny, Belle. You're funny.

By funny I mean terrifying.]

I... don't particularly want to speak to him, no. It hardly bothers me if it's severed.

You still need some kind of help; you shouldn't have to just - [ just what? do without a limb? deal with the consequences like that? ] bleed everywhere.

[ ELOQUENCE ]

That is why I chose to request help! Someone should be arriving shortly -- it is unlikely that I will die.

Unlikely? [ that's not a scoff, that's more of a nervous sort of laugh. ] Are you - are you absolutely sure you don't want me to call anyone else? I'm not an expert at anything medicinal yet, but I could at least try to stop it temporarily.

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