13 - Voice; we gotta save ourselves.

[hungryanhorny]

 [Faith's been bruised, beaten, dusty, and worst of all captured - she feels powerless, all her extra strength - even that little bit of extra oomph she had as a mere potential - drained from her in one fell swoop. 

She doesn't know what happened to Barbara; last Faith saw her, it was when she was drawing the soldiers awa from her charge - getting caught in her place.

Still... Having managed that much - giving Barbara a shot - puts a little extra confidence in her voice.]

Anyone else wanna get out of this place?

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[nolongerhollow]

Look. I'll be blunt. Tactically this is all very dangerous, and some of us will likely have to sacrifice ourselves for the freedom of the others. I'm fine with that. I have faith this will get sorted regardless, and I'm willing to face another Death Toll.

[hungryanhorny]

Can handle dying, D; just not leaving them behind. [It's different. Being dead means deathtolling; they're safe, if in pain. it's different than being a slave.]

[nolongerhollow]

Agreed.

The guard shift change is every six hours. We are coming up on another one within an hour and a half. The end and the beginning of a shift are a guard's most vulnerable times.

How many can we expect to back us?

[hungryanhorny]

Still asking. [Most of the people she's talked to her aren't exactly about, D.]

[nolongerhollow]

Right. I shall gather the aid of those around me and get back to you.

[hungryanhorny]

We got a time frame in mind?

[nolongerhollow]

An hour if we can gather enough people. The next window after that will be in two hours.

[hungryanhorny]

"Make it too; we're not leaving people here, D."

[nolongerhollow]

"Agreed. This is no life for any of us. And I have a...friend somewhere in here who spent most her life a captive. I cannot countenance her being stuck here."

[hungryanhorny]

"See you then, D." She'll manage something.