POISON GAME: avante en garde

[idolpro]

[ The room is plain, white walls and white ceiling, except for the steel-panel flooring. There are three metal stands rising out of openings in the floor, each of which carries a glass vial on top. One of them just holds water. Of the remaining two, one contains a pale pink, opaque liquid with a creamy consistency; the next is tinged barely yellow like a weak tea, and would be almost completely transparent but for the pulp and fibers mixed in, drifting through it.

Both have flowers floated across the surface: the first a tiny sprinkling of cherry blossom petals; the second a small, but whole, bloomed lotus. They're cute and smell nice. ]

Comments

[unbr8kable]

Or they'll come back and say sorry, they were scared, it's against their religion to suicide, my hand slipped, we expected you to do the same thing...whatever. This isn't the choice that Exael's game was. At least two of us are chugging poison today and that's just how it is.

[deicider]

Regardless, I think Raijuu might have a point about ZRAEL and Heart Soldier. Are you fine sending the antidote to them?

[unbr8kable]

Yes...

[since. personal bias. but.]

That...actually makes sense?

[since why would something she wants to do be the wise or intelligent choice?]

[deicider]

Yeah. I don't think anyone will go after Wild City; Bad End won't. But Raijuu might have a point about ZRAEL and Heart Soldier.

[unbr8kable]

...

Is Gold okay with it?

[deicider]

[Nods.]

He is.

[unbr8kable]

Okay then...

[deicider]

[Nemesis gets a nice shoulder squeeze too.]

[unbr8kable]

[WOW NO SHE'S MAD AT THEM except not really and she leans in before she can stop herself]