tohellwithrapture:
Something has changed within me, something is not the same
I’m through with playing by the rules of someone else’s game
There had to be a way out of this, and from what Tenenbaum said, this woman could quite possibly be the answer. It wasn’t a hard process, all she did was repeat what had been done to her father. The Vita Chamber did what it was supposed to, it had been a success no thanks to the girls doing more DNA collecting and a bit of data collecting from the former Little Sister creator. She has yet again been able to slip this right from underneath her mother’s nose.
She stood before the woman, all put up in her Big Sister attire. “I know you won’t understand what is going on, but there is something that I need your help with.” Eleanor grabbed a gun from a Splicer corpse, handing it to the older woman, “My name is Eleanor Lamb, will you assist us in taking down Rapture once and for all?”
It was a peculiar thing, death. It never ceased to heed an interesting perspective on everything, but what was even more peculiar was being pulled out of it. Rehashed, as though she were never really gone to begin with. There might have been consequences to doing it to someone such as herself, most of them dealing with having to cope with this new predicament and what sort of an impact it would surely have on her mentality--but Elizabeth didn't really have the capacity to worry about that now.
Ungraciously thrown into something she couldn't even begin to understand, the woman instinctively reached for the weapon, if only to feel it in her hands; a sensation that couldn't be enjoyed when she wasn't alive. The woman's brow furrowed as hazy eyes zoned in on the individual standing before her, slight fear over what sort of thing she resembled, but Elizabeth could tell she was anything but hostile. "I don't..." The words from her mouth seemed to be of utter confusion, and perhaps she wasn't the best to consult with at the moment. "--What can I do?"
