Bioshock: Infinite

[cageorbird]

Well, I did want to escape Columbia...

But not quite like this. I need to finish things with Mr. Dewitt, we need to find my father. We—I...want some answers. And I can't get them here, I can't even open a tear to get back... [More to herself:] Maybe if I find the Lutece's...

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[bookedher]

A little early to be making that decision, isn't it?

[cageorbird]

To find the Lutece's? They might be able to help me since I can't help myself anymore. [Oh, hi mother?]

[bookedher]

Why not ask your father?

[ Hello sweet daughter. ]

[cageorbird]

[She makes just a slightly annoyed face, trying not to be so with someone she's just met.]

I'd rather not ask Comstock for help, he'd just put me back in that tower.

[bookedher]

Not Comstock, your father.

[ A tiny huff that quickly gets covered by a grim sigh. ]

[cageorbird]

[Don't blame her, she's been placed to just before going with Songbird off of the First Lady Airship.]

But Comstock is my father.

[bookedher]

I did not have you by Comstock.

[ oh Anna, you have your daddy's spunk. ]

[cageorbird]

[Enter in more confusion on her face, mostly from you looking nothing like Lady Comstock. Not to mention the whole "Comstock is not your father" news.]

What do you mean? [Too much of her world has been torn to pieces recently.]

[bookedher]

Just as I said. Comstock is not your father. I had you with my husband, who is your father.

[cageorbird]

[Elizabeth is silent for a moment, studying the woman before her. It's true that she shares features with her where she never did with Lady Comstock but...]

So the two of you would be...?

[bookedher]

Alice and Booker DeWitt. Your mother and father.

[cageorbird]

[Forgive her, silence has stolen her voice again. Eyebrows knitting in confusion.]

No, that can't be... He doesn't look old enough to be my father. And why steal me away from my real parents?

[bookedher]

It is all very complicated, dear. You should ask your father that question and understand that from the beginning, nothing came easy.

[thevariable]

Don't tell me you're lookin' for trouble without me.

[cageorbird]

Me, Mr. Dewitt? [Innocent!] More like trying to get out of it before it can start.

[thevariable]

[Crooked brow. He's watching you.]

And finding those two is gonna keep trouble at bay, right?

[cageorbird]

[What? She's not doing anything cute like peering at things or leaning against walls waiting for you to quit snooping around for loot. *cough* I mean, what?]

...Maybe not. But they might have an idea on how to get back to the airship, don't you think?

[thevariable]

[He could have sworn you said something, but he's going to ignore it for the sake of well.. you.]

That or another hare-brained scheme to get us more than we bargained for. Then again, guess they are the lesser of two evils around here.

[cageorbird]

You don't suppose they'd just drop us in one of these alternate realities, do you? [These "game" things that don't look/feel like games.] Their abilities aren't like my tears.

[thevariable]

What'd they gain from that sort of thing in the first place? They're.. a special case, just like you but for their own reasons.

Same difference? [He's asking because he's not sure if he can use that term here.]

[cageorbird]

Seeing how we react? Somehow I feel like we're nothing more than guinea pigs to them.

Maybe? They seem to pop in and out like my windows do. [The tears they can't go through.]

[thevariable]

Couldn't have said it any better. I swear, it feels like trial and error with them.

- don't tell me you've been wishing for them, Elizabeth.

[cageorbird]

They do seem rather curious about the outcomes of certain things. [Recalling the broaches she picked from.]

No! I don't think they'd listen to a wish anyway. Only if they got curious.

[thevariable]

Sometimes yeah, but it seems more competitive sometimes. [... Or bored.]

Fair enough. Any chance you have a Plan B with you?

[cageorbird]

They are siblings, right? Twins at that, it makes sense. [She supposes.]

Plan B? [Rocks on her heels.] Plan B may or may not involve trying to plead with whatever brought us here to return us.