[ max stops by the bulletin board once every few days, checking over messages from other new mathias citizens and trying to keep track of what's happened, as well as trying to find clues on what might have lead them here or caused others to leave. the form she can only see the back of, even out of the manticore uniform, looks familiar enough to make her stomach seize up. even though she's mostly sure, it's not until he speaks until she's positive of who it is, and she considers leaving once it registers, but a memory makes her stay put.
it's been a few days and she's yet to actually live through it, since she hasn't left the town. but she still remembers the tone of that voice when it had revealed her escape had been a trick, that she was the weapon meant to kill eyes only; manticore's last attempt at breaking her in order to rebuild her. he'd been playing her the entire time.
she probably should leave, turn and leave him to whatever, but she doesn't. instead she stalks up to him, tapping him on the shoulder and decking him in the face with a right hook when he turns around. ]
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it's been a few days and she's yet to actually live through it, since she hasn't left the town. but she still remembers the tone of that voice when it had revealed her escape had been a trick, that she was the weapon meant to kill eyes only; manticore's last attempt at breaking her in order to rebuild her. he'd been playing her the entire time.
she probably should leave, turn and leave him to whatever, but she doesn't. instead she stalks up to him, tapping him on the shoulder and decking him in the face with a right hook when he turns around. ]