END GAME: THE COUNTDOWN STARTS

[sailmods]

[the prisoners wake up on cold, hard floors.

the lights are bright, glaring, a sterile cell with sterile bars facing a sterile hall. the prisoners with you, across from you, and no one else. no rocking of a ship in waves, nothing. just the prisoner and their prison.

time passes, one assumes. the rhythmic click of Friday’s heels down the hall. it’s almost like the ticking of a clock.]

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[be_seeing_you]

"Small blessings." They both know it means nothing good, but at least she isn't suffering worse now.

He notices her going for the wings that aren't there and grips her hand and brings it to his lips to kiss her knuckles instead. "Yes. And so long as we exist, our hope of freedom still does."

[decohere]

"She can take everything from us, but even caged, we're still free. As long as our will is our own," Ava whispers.

She refuses to view herself as trapped by anyone as long as she still can find ways to fight back. They'll escape, and they'll find a way to free the Captain. She has to believe that possible.