[Amy's face is stained with tears. She's been sobbing for a while and is making no effort to hide it. She has tissue in hand and looks at her datapad angrily.]

Whoever you are, I hope you're happy with yourselves. You took my boys and I won't let you get away with it. Mark my words. I will get them back.

[Private to Anakin]When can we start ( Read more... )

[Amy is upset, shaken, and scared. She's still outside of the place Bellatrix had taken her, not sure she wants to go home alone.]

Rory? Where are you? I need you. Now.

[She's confused, perplexed, and curious.]Anyone know a chap named Sammy? Dark hair, kind of cute? You were shooting off firecrackers... If the answer is yes, I think I had a dream about your memory. Not sure how it got there, from the sounds of it, it isn't all that uncommon. Not really upset about it just uh, kind of curious what memory of mine ( Read more... )

Oi, is this thing on? [Amy taps the screen a few times. Newly arrived and still in her knickers.] Good ( Read more... )

[Amy's sitting down in front of the datapad, resting her chin on her hand] I've been thinking. It seems like a lot of the people who've been brought here are Jedi - or Force users, whatever - or have special powers, or are starfighter pilots or something else that's awesome and cool. And, okay, I'm a little jealous, because it would've been cool to ( Read more... )

[the redhead on the screen looks more annoyed than anything else, possibly because she's wearing a really fugly jumpsuit. when she speaks, there's a distinct Scottish lilt to her voice, which is not very lilting at all when she's pissed off.]All right, I don't know who's kidnapped me, but when I find out, you're going to seriously regret your ( Read more... )