Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20130604074342/@comment-24038198-20130615005535

While the men with rifles were certainly a more pressing concern, Amy couldn't help wondering, what were these people doing in here? More importantly, why were they attacking in the first place... Unless they were... No, he couldn't have. She must have been overreacting. He hated guns. Why would his soldiers have some? She could see no reason for that... Although, maybe if he was losing it again because of Amy's absence he would do whatever he deemed necessary to save her. Even resorting to something as horrid as gun warfare. Six whole years without him and she was starting to miss him terribly, but she could not return. She had to stay away, far away. He was dangerous... She had hardly felt herself running to hide under the ladder, hoping that the soldiers wouldn't see her. She grabbed her shaking hand in an attempt to stop its tremors. She couldn't hide. She saw two more stray conduits on the ground and scrambled to grab them as stealthily as possible. If only Caccia wasn't up on the second floor with the other conduits. She got the two conduits and looked around. None were left on this floor. The others must have been up on the next one. She looked to the door ahead of her. She still feared what was behind it, but Caccia needed that key, apparently. She couldn't just leave her running around like a decapitated chicken. Maybe Amy would even find something she liked. Also, she had a feeling Aleks wouldn't leave without exploring that last section. She had to get him out of here to talk to him, even if she went through half of this god forsaken place. Amy started to climb the ladder slowly, conduits in hand.