I don't understand how you could look at him and see anything but a kid acting out. [she says, voice cracking slightly.] He hugged me, a couple days ago, and said thank you for promising to protect him.
He expected people to hate him and they just did.
... I found him. In a barrel in the fucking ocean.
[silence, for a moment, and then she holds out her good hand to him. she knows he's not really a fan of touching, but even if he just lets her hold his arm, she's okay.]
Fucked up to say that it's better if it was a possession. [she says, with a little shaky, wet sigh.] Otherwise I'm going to be climbing into the fucking ring again.
[she does relax just a little when he lets her take his hand. it's amazing how much of a difference it makes. she's a little warm, but it's not as bad as earlier, at least.]
... Ah, I'm just a bunch of fucking talk. [she mumbles.] Don't think I could do another one anyway. Heart's still broken.
He managed to get away from all of this for an entire month, he'd told me. All alone, that entire time.
He was both pretty mad and miserable that he ended up coming back to all this sacrice bullshit.
[ ... But also maybe even just a bit happy to see people again, only to die. Daan doesn't say this out loud because he just kind of can't bring himself to. ]
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I don't understand how you could look at him and see anything but a kid acting out. [she says, voice cracking slightly.] He hugged me, a couple days ago, and said thank you for promising to protect him.
He expected people to hate him and they just did.
... I found him. In a barrel in the fucking ocean.
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[ He doesn't know. He doesn't want to know. ]
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[she reaches up to rub at her face.]
Gods. I don't know.
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Whatever it is.
...
Let's hope for their sake it was a possession rather than a willful one.
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Fucked up to say that it's better if it was a possession. [she says, with a little shaky, wet sigh.] Otherwise I'm going to be climbing into the fucking ring again.
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I'd rather not watch you go into it again, Karlach...
[ And survey says 9/10 other Scawwy residents would agree. ]
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... Ah, I'm just a bunch of fucking talk. [she mumbles.] Don't think I could do another one anyway. Heart's still broken.
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I don't need you losing more, like a limb, or your own life.
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[she says, softer, glancing at him.]
... Thanks. For caring.
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I don't see why I wouldn't. And you have others looking out for you too.
So don't forget about that.
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We're friends, yeah? Me and you?
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If you consider us friends, then we are.
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Don't make it sound like we're pity friends...
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...
Just never really been... asked that before, I guess?
It's not meant to be a pity thing. If you say we are, then we are.
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We are, then. [firmly.] One of my best.
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Really. So much already?
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Haven't had a lot of friends in ten years, mind you.
[don't tease him there are three people dead]
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[ Things are dour but at least he still has it in himself to do some level of banter. ]
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[ This isn't said in a downer way, just objectively. ]
...But thanks.
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... You keep looking at his poster. You know it's not your fault. [the pickles poster, she means.]
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Just... we had quite a long conversation yesterday...
He went through a lot, on that weird outing or whatever that they'd gone to.
It just... seems really cruel to kill him after that.
I can only hope he managed to find some reprieve...
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[she glances at the poster.]
Wherever he is now, it's probably better than this.
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He was both pretty mad and miserable that he ended up coming back to all this sacrice bullshit.
[ ... But also maybe even just a bit happy to see people again, only to die. Daan doesn't say this out loud because he just kind of can't bring himself to. ]
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[god.]
I don't blame him, I'd be furious too, to get dropped back in, but... alone doesn't work for me, so maybe not too much.
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