[h3][color=violet]Victoria/Angel[/color][/h3]

Victoria glared at Trish in shock. [i]The Life Support.[/i] She knew everyone in this room had committed crimes, and she certainly couldn't pretend to be the angel that her alias suggests. But this... frankly, it's [i]evil.[/i] Sure, the GA officers she couldn't care less about, and Sonny would certainly make it out, even if Amir didn't warn him (honestly, Victoria doesn't know why she cares about Sonny's well-being, but she does). But even an optimistic estimate would mean hundreds of innocent people killed; men, women, and... children.

[indent][i]Victoria looked back, wondering why nobody else had come out yet. They should be here by now! She considered trying to call for help, when suddenly a small, faint voice made her heart skip a beat. [color=ff69b4][b]"TORI!"[/b][/color] Immediately, even as she tried to reason with herself, knowing it was a terrible idea, she ran towards the voice. [b]Her[/b] voice.[/i][/indent]
Just as suddenly as it had began, the flashback ended. Victoria realized she was holding her head in her hands, practically in the fetal position. [color=violet][i]Relax, girl, it was just a flashback,[/i][/color] she thought to herself as she tried to regain her composure. Would the others believe it was just from the drugs? Oh how she wished that was the case, but even if they didn't there was no way she would ever explain it to them. Never.

Sitting up again, although still noticeably shaken up, she turned to Trish. [color=violet]"Absolutely not happening. Sure, there are plenty of people on this station I wouldn't mind to see die. But there are even more innocent lives. Men, women, [i]children,[/i]"[/color] she reminded. [color=violet]"Place it somewhere else – [i]anywhere[/i] else – but I will have no hand in killing innocent bystanders."[/color] And with that, Victoria downed the rest of her glass; at this point, she needed it. Who would've thought that the druggie would be the voice of reason?