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caughtinanetwork2013-02-04 11:13 pm
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008 - [Video / Dream]
[Junon military base: it's all cold metal and hard angles. This room seems to have been repurposed to accommodate a press conference. Tifa stands with Barret, their arms bound, flanked by Shinra soldiers, while Scarlet stands in front of them, a malicious smile on her lips as she addresses the press and the cameras.]
These terrorists are the people responsible for this chaos. Now, you'll all witness their deaths live on national television...
Starting with this girl.
[Barret shouts and tries to muscle his way in front of her, but the soldiers hold him back. The others escort Tifa to a tiny room on the left, where they lock her wrists into the restraints of a chair. Scarlet leans in close.]
This is my special gas chamber. Take your time, and enjoy a slow, painful death. Stuck up bitch.
[She slaps Tifa and then leaves with the guards. There's a clink as one of them drops the key, and then the door slams shut and the gas starts. Outside, the base's alarms start blaring and a commotion kicks up. Tifa shouts for Barret, but chokes on the gas and thinks better of speaking.
She stretches her foot for the key. Just a little farther... The gas is thick in her face and she shakes her head, shutting her eyes against it. Feeling blindly, her boot finally catches the edge of the key and she drags it carefully back to the chair. From there, she manages to get it up into her mouth and unlock herself. She switches off the gas and looks around. What to do?
A blast rocks the base, throwing her against the chair as something rips a hole in the ceiling. There's a pounding on the other side of the door and Scarlet's muted voice.]
First you lock me in this thing, and now you want me to come out? Make up your minds!
[Tifa climbs out through the opening, and finds herself atop the base. The air tastes clean, but it must be at least fifteen stories straight down to Junon's huge canon, and beyond that, nothing but the ocean. Nowhere else to go.]
[Tifa wakes with the feeling of vertigo, nearly tumbling out of bed. She steadies herself, and breathes deep.]
These terrorists are the people responsible for this chaos. Now, you'll all witness their deaths live on national television...
Starting with this girl.
[Barret shouts and tries to muscle his way in front of her, but the soldiers hold him back. The others escort Tifa to a tiny room on the left, where they lock her wrists into the restraints of a chair. Scarlet leans in close.]
This is my special gas chamber. Take your time, and enjoy a slow, painful death. Stuck up bitch.
[She slaps Tifa and then leaves with the guards. There's a clink as one of them drops the key, and then the door slams shut and the gas starts. Outside, the base's alarms start blaring and a commotion kicks up. Tifa shouts for Barret, but chokes on the gas and thinks better of speaking.
She stretches her foot for the key. Just a little farther... The gas is thick in her face and she shakes her head, shutting her eyes against it. Feeling blindly, her boot finally catches the edge of the key and she drags it carefully back to the chair. From there, she manages to get it up into her mouth and unlock herself. She switches off the gas and looks around. What to do?
A blast rocks the base, throwing her against the chair as something rips a hole in the ceiling. There's a pounding on the other side of the door and Scarlet's muted voice.]
First you lock me in this thing, and now you want me to come out? Make up your minds!
[Tifa climbs out through the opening, and finds herself atop the base. The air tastes clean, but it must be at least fifteen stories straight down to Junon's huge canon, and beyond that, nothing but the ocean. Nowhere else to go.]
[Tifa wakes with the feeling of vertigo, nearly tumbling out of bed. She steadies herself, and breathes deep.]