quietplacelogs | I. (closed) cause you're not the way i thought u should be.

I. (closed) cause you're not the way i thought u should be.

featuring: frank castle, faith lehane, rey, poe dameron
what's happening? a daring rescue of faith from kilgrave's clutches. you know, hopefully.
day: 2day/night (whatever day that is)
content warnings: hitting a lady, mentions of mind control, general sass. will update if anything else goes down.
notes: if your character is in house 6 or 7 and would like to stumble upon these assholes pm me and we can do things!

Frank makes his way over in the dead of night, leaving his door open for easy access later. There's a chair and tie-downs ready for Faith's arrival though hopefully Rey will take care of the heavy lifting. She can lift boulders with her mind so hopefully one slayer chick is easy peasy. He has zero capacity to think about all these freaks and their freak stuff, he just knows he needs to get his friend away from Kilgrave before he can make her hurt anyone. Dressed in a navy blue jumpsuit for optimum sneaking (and also because his blood was all over the white one), Frank spots Rey and makes a motion for her to get out of sight. If all goes according to plan this won't take long. And if it doesn't, he'll be waking up in the reset room soon anyway.

Satisfied that Rey has his back, Frank creeps inside the house soundlessly and beelines for Faith's room. Seeing they're both asleep is a relief, but he doesn't know how light either of them do. Still, it isn't the first time he's done something like this, incredibly enough. Trying to only focus on the task at hand, he makes his way over silently, looming over their bedside. He feels sick, knowing what it's like to be forced to do something you didn't want to do, even if you didn't know that at the time. He knows it intimately even, and without someone like Kilgrave having influence over him. Just good old fashioned human evil, no powers required. He thinks of Jessica too, what this shitbag must have done to make her do what she did, with zero hesitation. He owes it to her as well as Faith to end the cycle now.

His wrapped hands ball into fists, telling himself for the millionth time he has to hit her harder than he'd hit a grown man. Frank can't risk her waking up now on two levels. Kilgrave and the Sound Eaters will get them, and that simply won't do. Though Frank is beginning to think he'd prefer the latter, honestly. Both fists come down in the soft spot on the back of Faith's head, hard enough that she instantly goes prone. Checking only that she's still breathing, he tugs her out of the bed and throws her over his shoulder with surprising grace and all but sprints out of the room before asshole can wake up.

The only trouble is, he nearly collides with one of Faith's housemates. Oh, fuck. He really hopes this is Rey's friend she told him about otherwise this looks so bad. A strange man with a severely beat on face taking his roommate in the middle of the night. Oh well, time to double down. Frank puts his finger to his lips in an insistent Shhhh, his eyes flashing as he points out the doorway where Rey is waiting. If he wants to find out what's going on he needs to come with them. Frank shoves Poe towards the open door and expects him to close it behind them. Congrats, dude, your nighttime snack break has now turned you into an accomplice for kidnapping.

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Rey's not expecting to see Poe stumble out of the house when the door opens. She's been standing outside the house, not really bothering to stay completely hidden. She's wearing a black jumpsuit and she's short, it's not as if she's all that noticeable. When she spots Poe emerge from the house first though, she steps out into the open and hurries over toward him. He's not supposed to be wrapped up in this at all!

Anger flashes through her, wondering what in the world is going on. When Hotdog Princess emerges from the house with Faith slung over his shoulder, her eyes narrow a little. She probably should've asked how he intended on knocking her out, since she's now a full accomplice in this kidnapping.

Staying silent, Rey grabs Poe's hand and tugs him toward her. If he's going to be involved in this, he's going to be at her side. She gives Frank a questioning look, one that promises he better have a good explanation for this. And with a jerk of her hand, she motions for Poe the direction that they're heading. Thankfully they'll be able to travel this distance quickly.

When he decided to leave his room for a long night time walk, Poe didn't believe he would be coming face to face with a strange man he hadn't seen before. It seemed as if it was a rescue mission, maybe? It had a strange feeling overall. Poe could only make a quick hand gesture over his own face as if to ask. 'What's up with your face?' The next thing he realizes is being quickly shoved out the door. Not that he didn't seem to mind and he seemed almost used to it. Poe coming across Rey though meant he could possibly trust the stranger. He would give her a surprised stare with the lift of his eyebrows.

He could tell that Rey probably didn't like this turn of events. The grabbing of the hand and tug made him make a soft hum. Poe lifts an eyebrow at her while looking back at the stranger that has Faith. The pilot has told many crazy stories perhaps the both of them might be able to top a few them.

The motion that she gave made him turn his attention toward it. At least he'd known their goal. Poe turns his head to look at Rey giving a nod before going on ahead of them on quiet feet. He didn't really want to be at the back, scouting as easier for him and he would look for others that could be out.

The blow to knock Faith unconscious was a hard one, but she'll only be out of commission so long. This is evidenced by the slight twitch in Faith's fingers that are currently draped over Frank's shoulder, if any one of this rag tag group of rescuers happened to be paying attention. It's pretty much guaranteed she is going to be a handful when she finally wakes. Hold on to your butts.

Well, at least that's Rey's friend, he assumes given how they're carrying on. Frank knows Faith won't be out long, going as fast as his legs can carry him to the open garage door. His heart is beating wildly, but even through it he can feel her stirring. He drops her into the waiting chair and zip-ties her wrists and ankles to the legs, then gags her mouth with a piece of cloth tightly. It's almost like he's done this before, or something. Next, he's grabbing Faith's device and pocketing it just in case she somehow gets a limb free. He turns to look at Rey expectantly. Do your thing, grrlfriend.

Rey remembers being held on the Starkiller base by Kylo Ren, and still remembers how it felt to be restrained. She doesn't want to scare Faith in the way she had been frightened, but she knows that in this case it can't be prevented. If Faith is as strong as she's said to be, it's a necessity. There's a questioning look given in Frank's direction as she realizes that he's eerily efficient with this whole tying up a woman thing, but she doesn't say anything.

She just gives a curt nod and focuses on Faith. She reaches out through the Force and lets her eyes drift closed for a moment so she can try to find concentration among all the other life and death around them. When her eyes open, she's got an arm extended and is holding Faith rigidly still.

It isn't being tossed into the chair, the zipties, or the gag that wake her, that only elicits a small groan. Its the feel of something gripping every inch of her body that does it. Her eyes snap open the instant Rey starts to hold her, head darting around like frightened trapped animal. She strains against the grip with all her strength, utter panic is setting in. Where is she? What's going on?! What's that throbbing on the back of her head? Most importantly, where's Kilgrave?

Good thing Frank had gagged her, because now she's starting to scream and attempt to let out a holy racket. But its all thankfully muffled under fabric.

He could tell when Rey froze Faith in the chair she was tied to. The pilot could feel his own body tense in memory of when he had been frozen motionless on Jakku. It had mostly been his own fault and not fully knowing what he would be truly up against. Poe calmly walks over towards Faith stopping enough away to whisper at her.

"Hey, it's a really weird feeling being held that way, I know. It's been done to me before but not by Rey. We're only trying to help you. Screaming will only cause danger for everyone."

That's all the whispering he would do while moving slowly backward and glancing over at Rey for a moment. Poe knew that this might not work at all. However, Faith didn't need to be scared, but he understands it. He looks over to Frank as if questioning for ideas or suggestions.

Ugh, why is this guy talking so much. Frank glances nervously around for Sound Eaters (whatever the fuck those look like) or potentially worse: Kilgrave. He shoots Rey a look like Are you serious with this douchebag? but he's not sure how well it translates. He probably just looks like his usual grumpy self. Poe looks at him and he shakes his head. There's nothing they can really do for her but keep her until that asshole's hold wears off. He flashes a two then a four with his right hand. 24 hours. That's all they can do.

Faith doesn't want to do it, to frantically pull against her restraints both visible and invisible. None of this is what she wants. Her eyes glare at Poe. Clearly he does not understand that she can't help this. She's not acting like a maniac because it's her own choice. She keeps trying to scream, to pull her her not inconsiderable strength against Rey's hold. She tries to speak through the gag around her mouth. It's meant to be 'Let me go!' but it sound more like "Ley mah gahgh!"

Meanwhile, Rey's patience is already wearing thin. From Poe's words doing little to calm Faith to the way Frank is looking at her, she just wants to shout at everyone to shut up. There's also the desire within her to just make this easy by doing what she did on Starkiller base, by getting inside someone's head and telling them what to do. She has the power to make Faith obey, she knows. But that won't help, as much as it will make things easier. And beyond that, it would be wrong. So she grits her teeth and extends her focus, knowing that it's going to be a long twenty-four hours.

"Hate me if you want," she hisses out a whisper to Faith. "But I know none of this is your choice. You're not going anywhere. Not until you can think clearly, and for yourself."

If the Team Captain over there is put off by words being spoken, he's going to love Rey laying things out.

"If you keep resisting, I'll have to try overriding his commands with ones of my own. And I really don't want to do that."

But she will. Because she can, and it may be needed so they don't all die.

Poe lifts his eyebrows up at the grumpy stranger man. No, he completely understood what was happening with Faith now. It linked up to his conversation with Jessica. He couldn't just not try though. His device is out as he walks towards Frank slowly as he writes out a reply making sure that it has the right words. The situation seems to be getting tense with everything happening.

The pilot doesn't get close though as he holds out the device for him to read.

There are some houses equipped for sound but it has to be minimal. The longer she puts this up the more at risk and dangerous this all becomes. I asked the native about where sound could be made. I don't plan on whispering anymore. I had to try knowing that it may not have worked. Everything I asked Jessica is matching up with what I was told from her.

You can trust Rey. She won't harm Faith.

He believed that Rey would use it for good to make Faith stop making sound altogether. Poe looks at Frank hoping that the stranger would believe him.

Frank's gaze darts from Rey to Faith and back to Poe, his expression reading deeply concerned, and a little confused. So again, pretty normal for him. He didn't know Rey could do that, influence Faith in that way. He watches Faith struggle against her bonds and knows that she doesn't want to; that she's been commanded to fight however necessary. He doesn't want any harm to come to her, even if she's responsible for the fresh bruises on his face.

He pulls out Faith's device because he isn't sure where his is right now, hesitating over the typing screen visibly. After what she's been through, he doesn't want anyone else in her head, but it might be the only way to save her. He shows the brief message for both Poe and Rey to see, hanging his head because he doesn't like it as a plan, but this isn't his scene. He doesn't get all these weird powers flying around, and maybe he needs to defer to some people who do. It's about the only time in his life he wishes Daredevil were here, and fuck that too.

can you make her be still?

And quiet goes without saying. Frank doesn't think Poe is trying to get them all killed, and perhaps for lack of better options he does trust Rey right now. Here goes nothing.

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Here goes nothing indeed. Rey isn't sure how she's actually going to keep any of this up. She's not tired yet, but her focus is divided, and attempting to add another layer onto using her powers is likely to have negative consequences. Really, she had hoped that her threat would be enough to get Faith to be quiet. When it clearly isn't going to happen she turns an intense look over in Frank's direction. She doesn't even know his name, he won't give it to her, but he asks her to do something that's inherently dark?

Rey's sense of right and wrong has been turned on its head, and she knows now that light and dark aren't as plain as they seem. She knows that Jedi have used mind tricks in the past, but until recently thought they were stories. Faith isn't the stormtrooper she had used the skill on before. There's other mental blocks in place. But she still has to try, despite the fact she thinks it's betraying the other woman further. Kilgrave is already in her head, she doesn't need anyone else.

But still, she nods and tries. Because she's committed herself to this and Rey finishes what she starts. It's difficult to focus on anything except using the Force to hold their captive in place, but she exerts herself without feeling drained in a way that would make her collapse.

"You will stop screaming," she lowly commands, wanting the muffled shouts to stop first. "And stop struggling. You will sit in the chair and wait."

Her teeth are gritting together by the last words, and she knows she's taking on too much all at once. She's still learning, she can't just leap right into attempting to be like Luke Skywalker or Kylo Ren. Her hold on Faith flickers just a little as she feels momentarily winded from trying, and she gasps softly as she attempts to reach out through the Force and renew her resolve. She can't do both, and the admittance is written in her eyes as she glances in Frank's direction. An apology is there too, sorry for not being more of what he needs to get this done smoothly.

Faith can't stop straining, It doesn't matter how nicely they ask or how much she gets threatened. She feels something when Rey starts to speak. It's weird. Like a tingling at the back of her head. But it's not the same as what Kilgrave's done to her. This feels more like a thrall. Something she could have more hope to fight against. Then there is the fact that it is a competing command to the one's Kilgrave has given her. This makes her mind a momentary swirl of need that she can't sort through. So much that tears are starting to glisten against her cheeks. Make it stop!

The overexertion from Rey gives Faith her opportunity. When her hold falters, an arm snaps free of the the ziptie. It cuts somewhat deep into her wrist when she does, but Faith doesn't seem to be aware of this or care. At least she's stopped screaming?

The second he sees Rey try, he knows it won't work and he shakes his head. It was worth a shot, but now he's worried about her being able to hold Faith with even some of her energy diminished that way. And then, predictably, it's left to the slayer to find against the onslaught and that's harder than he thought it would be to watch. He'd watched his own men tortured and killed on timeless occasions, but somehow this? This is worse. Because he orchestrated this. What makes him better than any of them? Than Agent Orange or Billy Russo or even Kilgrave? Fuck.

The ziptie snaps and his heart is making a valiant effort to climb up his throat, hammering so loudly he's sure the man he's standing beside can hear. If he has to fight her again it won't be quiet, and she will win. He's willing to bet Poe won't fare much better, and then she's right back in Kilgrave's clutches except all of them are dead, too. Fuck fuck fuck.

can you hold her? A panicked message to Rey, but he turns it to show Poe, too. He seems to understand the girl's powers, at least a far sight better than Frank ever could hope to. His nostrils flare, ready to leap into action when need be, but this isn't going to be pretty if he has to and he thinks that's understood by all of them now.

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Rey's internal dialogue is running at a series of fucks as well, and panic sets in. She doesn't even see Frank's message, since she's busy acting without a plan in motion. Physically, she knows that she can leap forward and tackle Faith and hold her down, but that seems a little extreme given the circumstances. If it comes down to physical blows, she's ready for that, but until then...

Well. She's going to just have to exert herself. Her arm extends, but this time she makes a motion downward with her hand. She'll press Faith's arm down against the chair and hold it there. It's a temporary fix, and she motions with a nod of her head for the brains of the operation and Poe to swoop in and tie her arm back into place once again.

Frank is at least trying with half of a plan. Plans though don't normally work out or go in the way they are meant to at times. This happened to be one of those, it’s why it’s important to have people you can trust to fall back on. Poe knew in that instant that Rey gave it her best. Faith’s mind wasn't weak and that was bluntantly made clear with her clean break of the zip tie.

He instantly went into panic mode hearing Frank’s gulp made him glance over at the other man. Poe doesn't have the full experience for this stuff either. But he knows what they are doing is the right thing. It’s right because no one should have to go through this type of mind control. It’s to help Faith recover and be her own person. The sight though hard to watch reminds him that he’s needed. He knows he’s not strong enough to pull Faith’s arm back down but when the motion of her arm does though. Poe glances back toward Rey with his eyebrows raised. He hopes that she'll be able to continue on with this recovery.

There’s a nod back to her as he takes out several towels he keeps in his pockets. Since cleaning duty had been his assignment while being here. Poe quickly moves in taking one towel to wrap around Faith's arm on the chair armrest and as tightly as he can. He knows it won't hold if Rey loses focus again. Although it’s temporary since he’s not sure where the extra zip ties are currently. The other is being wrapped around her currently wounded wrist to try to stop the bleeding. He gives a look over at Frank while typing out a quick message.

We’re going to need more than this.

Poe had to act fast but he would get whatever Frank instructed to get or he'll take over while Frank retrieved the items.

He works his jaw for a minute, cataloguing the scene and formulating what he can of his half-baked plan. Frank is better under pressure than not, and he delves into a box before coming up with more zipties and rope. He goes back to Faith, hoping his eye contact is reassuring though he's careful not to get too close. Two more ties go around each wrist and ankle -- these guys don't know how strong she is firsthand like Frank does. He then takes one of Poe's towels and wraps it around her head before tying her to the back of the chair as well. He's done this many times and it shows in his practiced movements, but never to a friend. It's easy for him to compartmentalize however, so within moments he's returning to his place by Rey to keep watch over the scene. He really hopes this is going to work. Niggling at the back of his mind is the knowledge that they could just kill Faith -- she would come back without Kilgrave's influence. But that needs to be plan B. He doesn't kill innocent people, though he will if it will save his friend.

Her eyes catch Frank's as he comes up to her. Faith hates it, but she is currently trying to pull free of Rey's hold again just to grab hold of his throat as he kneels to add ties to her legs. She wants to rip it right out of his neck. She could do it. Would do it if she could. The tears continue because she knows she can't fight that need and knows this is for the best. She does wish the would just do it. Just kill her. Even if she doesn't come back. It would be better than this.

The wound is starting to register, the sting, the smell of blood in her nostrils. Her head falls back when Frank is out of reach, trying to hide her face from them, so that she could keep any bit of the dignity she has left, but not relenting in trying to get free. She'll get tired eventually, but it may be a while.

Well here's someone who's what Tired wants to be when it grows up.

Jess wastes no time in making her way to the garage of house six. She mindfully shattered a jar of moonshine shortly after finishing it off, wrapping it in blanketing and then crushing it under a pillow. She keeps the largest shard in the pocket of her blue jumpsuit, which is starting to smell like she feels, but Jess doesn't do baths. (She hasn't attempted one since escaping Kilgrave the first time and even if things can't possibly get worse here, even if the person who ruined them for her being up and about should take priority in her panic attacks, she hasn't talked herself into the attempt, not while this goddamn sober.) Under her eyes there are dark, sunken bags contrasting the rest of her pallid face, and in them floats a haze of detachment indicative of how little she's eaten or slept or felt any sense of self-worth. Her fist is in her pocket, shard in hand, prepared to summarily take her own life as Hope had done, in the extremely likely event this is a trap.

Just her luck: It's not.

Once she's inside, door silently shut behind her, Jess takes in the scene with dull interest and a total dearth of affront. It's fucked up as hell but pretty low on the list of fucked up things she's seen because of Kilgrave. When no one leaps to attack each other, her, or themselves, she focuses fully on Faith's reaction to her presence. Hey girl. Been there, done that, got the PTSD.

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Having realized pretty quickly that they were all in over their heads after Rey's attempt to reroute Faith's compulsive loyalty, Frank had shot off a quick round of texts to Jessica. She's the only person who understands Kilgrave entirely, whether she wants to help or not. And he has an inclination that she does, deep down, otherwise he wouldn't have called upon her.

She looks like shit, but that doesn't alter the palpable relief on Frank's face in seeing her walk through the door. He goes to her side with his eyes wide and expectant, motioning to Rey and Poe with his characteristic little OK sign that she's safe. She's an ally. His eyes plead with her to tell them what to do, with absolutely zero need for typed words.

While Faith is restrained, Jess doesn't want anyone standing closer to her than she is, in the event that she breaks loose. If she doesn't try to physically rip her own throat out, she'll go for the closest innocent bystander, so Jess places herself between her and her nearest target. Rather than wave her device around at everyone, she continues to address her BFF (that's Big Fucking Fidiot) over the network.

What are they doing here?

Because now they can't leave, so. You really fucked 'em over here, hero.

Frank notices the strategic move and can't find fault in it, shrinking back from her the tiniest bit. He won't care if Faith kills him, but Faith will. He can't put that on her on top of everything else. Somehow, he doesn't think Jess is looking for the answer: seemed like a good idea at the time. He really is a dumbfuck.

rey is trying to hold faith until kilgrave's influence lets up.

He just shrugs helplessly in regards to Poe. No one asked for him to be here, but you know!! Here he is anyway.

That's somehow even stupider than the real answer. She's practiced now at sighing without making a sound: shuts her eyes, locks her jaw, takes a beat. From the state of his face and Faith's head, it was a struggle to get and keep her here, which means none of them have the abilities shared by Jess and the violated (past tense, as if) woman in the chair. That doesn't leave them completely without.

Jess can't stop her gaze from slamming into Rey. It clips Poe on the periphery and her over-exhausted, under-slept brain puts the pieces together at a crawl. This must be either his friend or his complicated situation. Jess sticks the glower to her device's screen and types:

Can you put her to sleep?

Then holds it up for Rey to read. Your part is done here, BFF. Too bad you can't leave because you live here and you know too much, not in that order.

Rey's just looking surlier and surlier by the second. Nothing is going right, and she's feeling drained enough that the thought of Force shoving everyone through the wall so she can just stomp off home to decompress is tempting. She can't actually do that though, since she wants to be helpful. Or as "helpful" as anyone can be given the circumstances. Maybe she can put everyone to sleep and she can just keep watch in blissful text free silence.

That might not win her many friends, however.

So she just gives a curt nod before turning back to Faith and doing whatever crazy thing Force users can do to make someone go to sleep. She has no idea what she's doing but she's really lucky at being able to just do things with enough focus. Unlike previously where her attempt to control things had been a suggestion, this is a physical pull that will force her to pass right out.

The tensions felt high within the garage with more people showing up. Including Jessica on top of it all. Rey needed to focus and concentrate. Poe knew that the noise of everything could probably knock any of that concentration out. There's a lot of people in the garage for the moment. He believes in her though, in Rey's skills to use the ability in such a matter. At least it's giving her practice when she may have to use it on a bigger group.

If she had put everyone to sleep including himself, Poe would probably wonder if she had been pulled toward darkness. He wouldn't necessarily blame her either with all of the commotion.

Once it's done, he'll go up to Rey quietly not touching her but close enough to hear him whisper. "Good job." She could use the words of encouragement with everything that she's been pushing herself into. Poe glances down at Faith's sleeping form before glancing over at Jessica and Frank with a tiny lift of one of his eyebrows. What now?

Faith is grateful, deep down. Very very deep down. But on top of that feeling is a thick layer of embarrassment and rage for being in this situation in the first place. But caked on top of it all right now is an overwhelming need to escape, to fulfill the orders Kilgrave demanded of her.

She needs to be beside him. She needs to protect him. She can't be here right now.

Pulling against the zipties and breaking free would be no issue, but the weird ass powers that skinny girl is using on her are thus far holding her back. All the same, she's incapable of stopping that struggle. She can't stop trying, no matter how exhausted she is, no matter how much anyone tries to reason with her. She cannot be reasoned with. But you are welcome to try.

Aloy doesn't hear any commotion, of course. But she feels a difference. Something is happening in the house. There's more movement than usual, maybe even more people. Under normal conditions that plus the silence would make her extremely suspicious. As it is, she has to discount the silence as a factor.

Although there are no notifications on her device.

She grabs her spear and silently makes her way through the house, but there is nothing amiss. No extra people, despite the fact that she knows they're there. The air feels different. Charged with the late-night energy of somebody doing something in the dark, heavier with the weight of tension from the emotions that come along with it.

But nothing is different in the house. She stands on the front porch, wondering if she had perhaps imagined the whole thing, when she remembers something she hadn't checked.

The garage.

She slips over to Frank's room, and goes totally still once she's inside. She looks from Rey, to the other woman, and back. She has a lot of questions, but the bound woman is already making noise and she isn't willing to expose them to more danger. Instead, she grips her spear tighter and gives Rey a hard look. What is going on?

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Rey is exhausted. She understands the importance of this and knows that if she can't do her job properly, they'll likely have to kill Faith. Killing an innocent woman isn't something she wants on her conscience here, at least not yet. She's never done anything like this before, especially not for the length of time required of her. Just thinking about having to do this for a full day is a test unlike anything she's ever had to put herself through before. So when someone else arrives and Rey recognizes that person, she tries not to let surprise consume and distract her.

She realizes how this must look, so all she can do is give a shrug of her shoulders. No, there's nothing strange going on here. Just one woman holding down another to help her own, no big deal at all. It isn't as if she can pull out her device to explain, or use her hands to try and sign something. Her focus can't really be divided much more than it already is before reaching a point where this is dangerous for herself as well as Faith.

Aloy, bad timing. Frank slips out from behind Rey, making himself known and approaching his housemate swiftly. He takes out a device (actually Faith's but who could tell the difference) and types a curt message.

you need to leave

He gestures for her to move away from the women so he can "speak" to her privately.

Faith is nearly incoherent by the point Aloy stumbles in the room, but it registers in her brain that they have company. An opportunity. She starts to scream through her gag, "Hel-ph me-h!"

She doesn't even have to play the part very hard of a captured victim, tears on her cheeks, dried blood visible through the towel wrapped around one wrist. She doesn't look good. Hardly a threat...

Aloy looks from Frank, to Rey, to Fatih and back again.

She doesn't know any of these people. They're all Old Ones, as far as she can tell. A culture wholly unlike her own, capable of mass destruction even mad Sun-King Jiran could only dream of. What kind of cruelties could they inflict on each other?

She glares at Frank.

No. Explain.

Well, Kara has received her orders. The best way she can think of managing this is through talk. There's no sense in any violence breaking out between any of them. That's the last thing she wants, and it's dangerous.

It's late, and Kara is back standing in front of house 6's garage. When she x-rays the scene this time, there's a new person there - Jessica. She hisses through her teeth. She read the PSA. She wants to talk to Jessica, but she's not sure how successful that will be.

It's easy to get into the house. It's not like any of them are locked. Kara slips in, hovering half an inch off the floor to not make a sound. She crosses through the rooms until she's standing in the doorway. Faith is unconscious now, which is a little horrifying to see as bound as she is. Why do all of this? Had Kilgrave hurt her?

This isn't right, she types on her device, holding it out to the first person to spot her. Stealth was never her strongsuit, but hopefully she can negotiate a rescue.

When Kara appears, it isn't unexpected. It also definitely isn't welcome. Frank silently charges ahead of the others, subconsciously protecting them in case Kilgrave gave her orders to kill them all. Not that he'd be able to stop her, but maybe he could slow her down while they got Faith away from here. It was worth a shot.

He still has his device out and he's not above pleading with her, but he'll keep things short as is his wont.

what's not right is kilgrave sending girls to do his dirty work

How many more people were going to show up? Poe wonders if they should have had someone keeping watch during all of this madness. Not that it would have mattered much they don't really have much of a plan. The new comer didn't seem harmful in anyway but Poe would make a curious lift of one of his hands. The motion would be in that 'hang on a moment' his other hand is resting on his hip as he is making a deep frown.

Poe read Kara's message as well and Frank's before typing up a message of his own. The message wasn't going to be the best one but Poe knew how to talk when it was needed. He would turn his device towards Kara.

We're only trying to help Faith. I know this doesn't look good in. But we're not bad people. What do you want?

The words would seem natural almost as if he's said them a lot to people he would run into trying to explain to them that the Resistance were the good guys. Poe doesn't have a weapon to toss or put down to prove a point but he would do something else if needed.

Jess is a guest at this party, not the host. She doesn't have to get off her ass when someone new walks in or pretend to be interested in what they're saying. God knows Frank thinks he's in charge and Poe thinks he's helping and who is she to take that away from them in their last moments of life?

Negotiating is a non-starter, if that's what they're doing. Explaining is too, if Kilgrave sent her, and pretty presumptuous of them, considering how fantastically this has been fucked up, but isn't that why she warned everyone? So they could defend themselves and each other as best they could? Turns out knowledge, on its own, kind of a shitty weapon.

She reads people's faces instead of squinting at their screens, still camped closer to Faith than anyone else. If Kara is strong like her, then she'll be fast, too, but Jess doesn't have to move far: If she can get up and take that single step before Kara can cross the room, she can end Faith's torment before Kilgrave's remaining victim gets to the rest of them. There's a slim chance she'll simply give up or go hysterical, unable to fulfill Kilgrave's command. In an ideal world, Jess would be able to kill her, too, to spare her from becoming a murderer herself and from having to go back to him. Is it actually that bad or is that just her first instinct now?

Nope. Feels repulsive regardless. Kilgrave might as well just have come along with her, his stink is all over the room ~~and he hasn't even gotten his fucking cologne yet~~.

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