[ More like some sort of- anyways, bad joke. Ever since Angel woke up she's been plagued by the question: what happened to her? Her last memories - before she woke up here - are of pain, the incoming storm and then...nothing. She wasn't sure if she had died, because it's not like anyone could tell you what being dead feels like, or if she had simply fallen into a coma. She had even considered the possibility that the storm had hit moments after the Vault Hunters had freed her, the loss of her powers gone with her universe rather than her life alone. There is an even longer pause this time between messages. She doesn't know what to say, the confirmation that she died, the fact that she had been revived- but so had Jack. What was she going to do? What was she supposed to do? At some point she had crouched down, leaned forward with her head between her legs and gone into having a full blown panic attack. ]
Sorry.
[ She can't think about whether to tell this guy that Jack is very much not gone, isn't in the right mind to carefully pick her words and approach, she needs to get out of here before anything else. They can talk again once she's calmed down. ]
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Ever since Angel woke up she's been plagued by the question: what happened to her? Her last memories - before she woke up here - are of pain, the incoming storm and then...nothing. She wasn't sure if she had died, because it's not like anyone could tell you what being dead feels like, or if she had simply fallen into a coma. She had even considered the possibility that the storm had hit moments after the Vault Hunters had freed her, the loss of her powers gone with her universe rather than her life alone.
There is an even longer pause this time between messages. She doesn't know what to say, the confirmation that she died, the fact that she had been revived- but so had Jack. What was she going to do? What was she supposed to do? At some point she had crouched down, leaned forward with her head between her legs and gone into having a full blown panic attack. ]
Sorry.
[ She can't think about whether to tell this guy that Jack is very much not gone, isn't in the right mind to carefully pick her words and approach, she needs to get out of here before anything else. They can talk again once she's calmed down. ]
I'm sending you a friend request, please accept.