Mukuro's Tournament - Round 2 - QUARTERFINALS

[idolpro]

[ The room is plain and unassuming, as the room you entered before was. White tiles make up the floor, lighting up with your unit's color when pressure is placed on them. There is a button in the very center of the room standing on a podium; it's slightly smaller than palm-sized.

On the far wall is a door. It is locked. ]

Comments

[golden_dream]

... I see.

... [pause.]

Are you sure? Think about it. Think it over, more like.

[criminaljustice]

My unit already has a number of people who are going to forfeit at some point or another. I can't in good conscience do the same.

I'm sorry. I know it sucks to be the new person. But I can't.

[golden_dream]

I understand. Really, I do. But... Can you afford to have the unit of healers mad at you?

Because I'm not doing it. I'm not going to play any game and leave this to chance. Press it and kill me if you must, but... I'll remember what you do here.

[criminaljustice]

Chances are likely even if you got past this room, you'd end up dying in another to a person more willing to fight you to the death.

I was willing to give us both a fair shot instead of making this into a fight or grudge.

But if you want to live up to your idol name, then just remember that I'm the one who hit that button.

[golden_dream]

I hadn't wanted to, but it looks like you'll give me no choice.

Go on, press it. Murder a poor defenseless woman, then!

[despite her words, there's genuine fear there.]