week four, sunday

[jettisons]

[A few hours after the execution, Bellamy finds a nice, secluded place for everyone to talk. He's not exactly sure how he should expect this to go, but he sticks close to Lucina, because he knows she's still not entirely comfortable with this plan. Still, Raven told him to find a better way. This is the only one he can think of. Once everyone is settled, he'll start off. It's not the usual rousing, motivational speech he's sometimes capable of. He's too exhausted.]

Thanks. I appreciate that you were all willing to do this.

[It's probably super dangerous, but they're down to the wire here, so what isn't?]

We've got four days to figure something out. I don't want to let anyone else die, and I don't think you do, either.

Comments

[hypertoxic]

Don't call them selfish for not wanting to kill or not wanting to commit suicide, what the fuck is wrong with you? You are beyond obnoxious. Will you ever grow up past your childish, myopic ideals?

[ Vriska flaps a hand and steps away. ]

You three can have a nice talk. There's nothing more I can do, so honestly, I am going to go take a nap.

[rightfully]

Vriska.

[ A hitch to Lucina's voice, and an inscrutable tinge to her expression. Mistakeable for nothing. ]

Thank you.

[ go nap now, tiny volatile child ]

[hypertoxic]

[ Vriska will pause, turning to look at her,

and will offer a smile that is sincerely kind, if very wan. ]

You're welcome. I'm sorry I couldn't do more. I have faith in you and Bellamy. You can do this. Save us all like the heroes you are, okay?

[ a brief, brilliant grin. ]

Oh, and...

[ Vriska tilts her head, looking thoughtful. ]

I can probably be a little more direct with this. You're safe this week.

[ turns to go, and with a wave, departs. ]

[eisenundblut]

[-Or actually-]

HEY!!

Tell me who your target is this week. If they won't let me kill you, at least let me save their fuckin' partner!

[hypertoxic]

We don't have one yet, we haven't met to vote on it! Come see me in a few days.

[ #BYE ]