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Shrike's Heart (#2)

The woman before you is beautiful—fair of features, with lovely golden skin and luxurious long black hair, petite. You have the immediate and distinct impression that she's just let go of your hand, and she steps back, and smiles.

It's not quite a happy smile.

"I'm sorry," she says. "There's just nothing I can do, as things are. But the way is there; it just needs to be lit."

You open your mouth—maybe to say something, or to express confusion—but you have to cough, and taste something metallic, spattering black blood onto the ground in front of you. Then you realize—blood seeps from opening wounds in your arms, your chest, your stomach, your face. It rims your eyes and trails from your nose and you feel like you're dissolving—

—and you fall through the ground like it's the surface of a lake, and go down, down, down.

> Wake Up

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I'm going to do my best...

[ of course, she couldn't negotiate her way out of a paper bag and is just really nice and really stupid and knows a lot of big words, but here we are.

slowly, she's reaching - not for his head this time, but for one of his hands, to hold it. ]

. . . Please trust me, okay?

[ he

puts a knife in her hand. where did he get another one? who knows!! ]

Just in case.

[ ... stares down at the knife like it's completely foreign; she almost drops it she regards it so loosely, is so clearly uncomfortable with a weapon in her hand despite the lance she held earlier. it's past inexperience at this point - instead almost as if the very possibility of doing harm is somehow repulsive.

but it's a gift, so she tightens her fingers around the handle. ]

Okay.

. . . Thank you, Crow. I'm - sorry for making you worry...

Like I said, like I said, I don't worry! But you should a little more! Your life's a battlefield, after all, so you have to be ready. Otherwise what good are you?

... Well, I think you probably know the answer to that question already...

But I'm not worried. I trust you - and him, and everyone else too, so there isn't anything for me to worry about, is there?

That's a new one, Miss!

Maybe this'll be a new kind of entertainment. I'm excited~

[ and with that, he saunters off to watch from somewhere else. you have, in front of you, a mansion full of terrified people, and in your hand a knife. what do you do?

...okay. This guy knows he's fucked. He knows this whole town is fucked.

He's not going to want to talk to us one on one, but we're holding all the cards. As long as he'll actually see us, we've got a shot at talking him down.

[Dashing over to her, and whispering!]

You need to guarantee their safety if they surrender! We will protect them ourselves if we have to!

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sorry this took me fucking forever

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