fifth splice // action (day)

[corpsecakes]

[After his encounter with Andrew Ryan turned sour, and after discovering that one of his friends has had her memory thoroughly blitzed, Jack has decided to make himself busy over the past few days. All you Promenadians might have noticed the results of his efforts, as there are now quite a few of these mysterious electric chambers scattered and

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[theystare]

[Out for her daily stroll, Musetta pauses when she sees the thing. Once more, she is glaringly out of place in her green early 19th century day gown... She stops twirling her lace parasol and watches him for a moment.

When she finally speaks up, her voice is soft and curious.]

Jack? What are these?

[corpsecakes]

Oh, uh...

[Somehow Jack hadn't expected to see her out here, and the question catches him off-guard.]

They're, uh... They're called Vita-Chambers. [Or maybe it's just her presence in general that's caught him off-guard.] Be careful around them.

[theystare]

[She has that effect, or so she's been told. She frowns and nods.]

I shall.... But, what exactly do they do...? If you don't mind my asking.

[corpsecakes]

Uh. [He hesitates, wondering how best to explain it.] They... They bring people back from the dead.

[theystare]

[She frowns at him, then at the machine.... That's witchcraft, Jack. If she weren't stuck in this place, she'd be sure of it.]

.... Is that so?

[Another long pause before she smiles slightly.] That's very curious.... I would hate to think it would be valuable around here, but one must be prepared for everything, I suppose.

[corpsecakes]

Yeah... [A grim look passes over his face at that.] Yeah, that's what I thought... I just hope they'll work here like they did in Rapture.

[theystare]

They were a perfected science in Rapture, I take it?

[corpsecakes]

I think so... They worked for me, at least. [Though come to think of it, he's really not sure why they didn't seem to work on anyone else he had encountered down there.]

[theystare]

[She blinks.]

You've.... died.... before? And come back thanks to this.... creation?

[corpsecakes]

[Oh. Whoops.]

I... Yeah. More than once. [Jack glances away, realizing he's never quite admitted this to anyone here.] Rapture is...a dangerous place.

[theystare]

.... Oh.... [What do you really say to that anyways? She frowns a bit.] I'm sorry to hear that...

[corpsecakes]

No, it's fine- [Please don't frown like that.] It's fine... It doesn't hurt at all, coming back.

[theystare]

[She opens her mouth, about to mention that the death was sure to hurt.... But decides against it. Instead, she offers him a small smile.]

That's good to know.