It's a Question of Agency - Printable Version

Punishment, justice, whatever. It didn't matter to Blackberry. All that mattered was the she would be paying for the sins she couldn't remember and they'd finally, at last be wiped away - and she'd get Blueberry back. She'd see him again or, if she perished in Hydra, he'd be given life. He'd walk again. He wouldn't be gone anymore.

She stood up as the Collector stretched his hand forward and part of the cage was pulled away. Without hesitation, she stepped right out of that fucking cage and breathed out a long sigh of relief. It already felt good, liberating to be out, even though she felt a bit of weakness. As she stepped forward, heat spread from her gem, her unconscious desire for energy to surge through her limbs again seemingly taking form in magic. It was simply a refreshing wave through her limbs and she felt ready for the journey to Canis, despite her physical strength probably deteriorating in confinement.

"I'm ready to go," she rasped.

The Collector's red eyes flicked between the Gembound--from Blackberry, to Rift--and then he turned.

A gesture of one clawed hand, a sweep of the long black cloak, and he started off on the long journey back to Canis--and to Hydra just beyond.

"Excellent, then. What fun we shall have..."

Rift kept a close eye on Blackberry as she stepped out of the cage, still unsure if this was even a remotely good idea, but it was too late for regrets now. He stepped aside for her to go first, falling in step behind her to keep an eye on the bird in case she decided to go running off.

*exit

Blackberry wasn't too sure about having any kind of fun, but her expression hardened as she stepped after the Collector. She swept past Rift, not sparing him a glance, focused on the robed figure before her. Nerves began to set in as they walked through Eridanus towards Orion. I sure hope Pride doesn't catch us. Although what he could do against the Collector, she wasn't sure. Either way, she wasn't ever coming back.

*exit