Curiosity killed the...

[Harbinger]

"We'll just toughen her up."

[Atropha]

"You can't be serious. Nice scare tactic though." she laughs.

[Harbinger]

"You've made me look quite the fool. I'm normally not kind to those who make me such a fool," she said, removing her necklace to show the charms on it, which looked something like melted, twisted, horribly deformed...people. "But, lucky for you, we have a nice, cozy job for you, with a very SMALL chance fo you winking out of existence."

[Atropha]

"I am truly blessed." she presses out through clenched teeth.

[Hellsmith]

"Oh trust me, it's much kinder this way..."

The apparatus began to power up, which sent the scientists scurrying to monitor and regulate its processes.

[Atropha]

"I can only imagine..." she says, seeming to take the whole thing pretty well. Or at least with a certain dignity.

[Hellsmith]

"Do tell us you'll write, eh?"

With that, the paneling shifted underneath her, shoving her rather unceremoniously towards the yawning rift in the cosmos.

[Atropha]

She takes a few tumbling steps to get ahead of the panel and looks back at the two of them, a smirk spreading on her lips.

"Idiots." she says before, also unceremoniously, stepping into the churning rift.