Was Audrey lying? No, she was not. Was Audrey genuine? That was debatable. Shock, and any resulting the temporary lapse of judgement, had nothing to do with it. Alvaro was dying, dead, he was dead. She recognized that, knew it when she checked the boy's pulse. But had it been her bleeding out on the...

Scout Pfeiffer hovered over the rat, the gun pointed down, her wrists keeping a tight grip on the handle. She heard  the rat loud and clear, and she debated what it was asking for. Whatever. She scoffed at the mere notion, her finger hovering over the gun trigger. Scout could feel herself hesitating...

PHRRRRRRRRRRRR. Audrey squealed. Her arms flew from her stomach to her ears, eyes squeezed so tight that all Audrey could see were stars. The sound ended as quickly as it started, but the reverberations lingered. Audrey could feel the gunfire in her core, in her bones and skin. It was the familiari...

And it landed right at the center of Audrey's stomach. Audrey flew down, crumpled to the floor. Her arms hugged her torso. The pain was sudden, jutting through her belly and up through her chest. For a second Audrey swore she couldn't breathe. She started panting frantically. Tears welled up in her ...

Audrey slapped Alvaro so hard it left a mark. It did not fully sink in that she struck Alvaro. Slapped him open-palmed across the cheek. Not until her brain registered the stinging in her hand. Audrey thought she didn't have it in her to be mad. She thought wrong. She thought SO wrong. It was like p...

Audrey squinted, sighed through clenched teeth. Okay, compartmentalize . Alvaro clearly needs her for something. She should stop being so passive aggressive and listen to him. Her heart fluttered for a brief moment as their eyes locked. Alvaro said that he can't do this anymore. He needed her help t...

Audrey turned her head. Towards the voice There was barely any reaction from her. The turn of her head and their matched eye-contact was the only indication that she even heard Alvaro. One of her legs wobbled. She was halfway through standing up when Alvaro entered the picture. It only took a second...

(Audrey Reyes continued from Hang in There .) Audrey forgot what day it was. Not the day of the week, the 'day'. Day 7? Day 10? It is hard to keep your inner clock set when you sleep for twenty hours straight. Audrey knew it was a terrible idea to let herself sleep for so long on the familiar floor ...

(Audrey Reyes continued from Thanatophobia .) In the corner of the large room stood a tower of suitcases. All of them looked the same, weighed the same and were completely empty. Each one had a nametag. T. Wilson read one. K. Thomas read another. I. Hall read a third. Did these belong to the patient...

So. So like. Audrey had no idea what just happened. When Alvaro left the room with his gun and without cleaning up the mess he had made, Audrey just stood there. Eyes wide, pupils dilated, unblinking. Her arms slack by her sides, her breath caught in the pit of her throat. She stared at the corpse ...

Oh. The way Jasper responded made Audrey shrink back, as though she were somehow imposing on hanging out in a room all by yourself. He's been here a day though? Maybe Audrey overreacted. Maybe he's been wandering the halls, searching? With the shock of running into someone the way she did dissipated...

And that's when the door flew open and - (Audrey Reyes continued from Hideaway .) - oh hey she didn't know anyone was in this dump. "Holy fuck!" Suffice it to say Audrey stopped dead in her tracks. Her eyes went wide, she took a step back. She damn near tumbled over her own shoelaces. Her ...

Audrey thinks about Alvaro while she goes on an adventure with Asuka.

(Asuka Takahara continued in Rivers of Sadness and Mutual Need.)
(Audrey Reyes continued in Roll Credits)

. . . Tch. She hesitated. A brief moment of doubt was all the boy needed to make his escape. She did not bother to chase him. Alvaro Vacanti. She heard that name moments ago. Scout wanted to doubt. Wanted to make excuses. But she remembered the circumstances of that death, and she had been following...

"Hey dipshit, I asked you a question." Tch. He was just spewing out nonsense. Scout just slapped the boy across the cheek, a light tap compared to the punches, She abandoned her squint in favor of a dead stare. Her knuckles ached, and she was prepared to blame it all the boy beneath her. &...