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[Hangs my head in shame, our first pc is our last pc.......]
Sheba? [Her feet pad softly into the brig. It's as chilly as ever, even with the steady stream of visitors and double the occupants. Rosamund loathes this place utterly. Each time she returns it strikes her more and more as a mausoleum.
A comparison that no doubt weighs heavy on the small girl in front of her.]
Are you all right to talk for a moment?
Sheba? [Her feet pad softly into the brig. It's as chilly as ever, even with the steady stream of visitors and double the occupants. Rosamund loathes this place utterly. Each time she returns it strikes her more and more as a mausoleum.
A comparison that no doubt weighs heavy on the small girl in front of her.]
Are you all right to talk for a moment?
[we can always have more if you join us in the graveyard next week......... sparkles]
I'm here.
[her voice comes from the far corner of one of the cells - like, yes, where would she be, but also... given that scien just died in the cell overnight, confirming she's actually still alive is fine probably.
she's still got kitty ears, which are flat on her head, and a tail, which is swishing with agitation. but she takes a breath to keep calm before she speaks again.]
Yes... we can talk.
I'm here.
[her voice comes from the far corner of one of the cells - like, yes, where would she be, but also... given that scien just died in the cell overnight, confirming she's actually still alive is fine probably.
she's still got kitty ears, which are flat on her head, and a tail, which is swishing with agitation. but she takes a breath to keep calm before she speaks again.]
Yes... we can talk.
[i'm praying every damn day]
Okay. Great.
[Scien ripping his own throat out. Eunhyuk charging at her, still covered in blood. Lots of fond memories in here. Rosamund rubs at her arms as she takes a seat, glancing back at Shouxue's cell (at least it's hard to eavesdrop between them) before setting her eyes on the other girl. She's young, but not so young that the gravity escapes her.
Her gut twists, and she flounders for a moment for words.]
Well. I can't imagine you're feeling particularly well, but...have people been decent to you? When they've come to talk?
Okay. Great.
[Scien ripping his own throat out. Eunhyuk charging at her, still covered in blood. Lots of fond memories in here. Rosamund rubs at her arms as she takes a seat, glancing back at Shouxue's cell (at least it's hard to eavesdrop between them) before setting her eyes on the other girl. She's young, but not so young that the gravity escapes her.
Her gut twists, and she flounders for a moment for words.]
Well. I can't imagine you're feeling particularly well, but...have people been decent to you? When they've come to talk?
[you can always commit acs of violence and take matters into your own hands by getting caught at trial if no one mureders you... hehehe]
For the most part, yes. But a lot of people keep trying to... say I was not in my right mind. That I must have been affected by something.
[she shakes her head.]
...if you're here because you think I was, or you're being kind to me because you think I was, I need to correct you. Because I did kill him, myself. It was just... me, being angry. [...] Please don't try to correct me, or else... I think I'll get mad again.
For the most part, yes. But a lot of people keep trying to... say I was not in my right mind. That I must have been affected by something.
[she shakes her head.]
...if you're here because you think I was, or you're being kind to me because you think I was, I need to correct you. Because I did kill him, myself. It was just... me, being angry. [...] Please don't try to correct me, or else... I think I'll get mad again.
[You're so right I should just totally stab one of the other harem guys]
...I don't think I have much right to tell you how you felt about anything. [They're practically strangers. She can't claim any kind of authority here. Though there is a pang in her chest: no interference, hm?
It only begs questions she's not sure she wants to ask.]
Then, may I ask what made you angry? Was it Ashe himself, or something else?
...I don't think I have much right to tell you how you felt about anything. [They're practically strangers. She can't claim any kind of authority here. Though there is a pang in her chest: no interference, hm?
It only begs questions she's not sure she wants to ask.]
Then, may I ask what made you angry? Was it Ashe himself, or something else?
[yeah!! do it!! romantic stabs!!]
Just... everything. I've been angry since we got here, but moreso this week, because these things just keep... happening. And we keep getting told, oh, we're looking into it. Or we get those messages, like the one on Monday, and...
[she scoffs, shaking her head.]
...nothing was going to change. And the doors locked on us, and he was there, and... we were cooking, and I had a knife, and the other two fell asleep, so I just...
Just... everything. I've been angry since we got here, but moreso this week, because these things just keep... happening. And we keep getting told, oh, we're looking into it. Or we get those messages, like the one on Monday, and...
[she scoffs, shaking her head.]
...nothing was going to change. And the doors locked on us, and he was there, and... we were cooking, and I had a knife, and the other two fell asleep, so I just...
[It's not an unfounded anger. Just not one that she's sure justifies a murder.]
A sort of...just an explosion, I guess. [She nods.] I don't know that I can say I understand, but I can see it.
But, I do think that means it's not something you might do normally. If you weren't trapped, and there hadn't been two murders before this, would killing him have been your first thought? What did you think might happen after?
A sort of...just an explosion, I guess. [She nods.] I don't know that I can say I understand, but I can see it.
But, I do think that means it's not something you might do normally. If you weren't trapped, and there hadn't been two murders before this, would killing him have been your first thought? What did you think might happen after?
[the irritation rises, and her kitty tail swishes with obvious agitation.]
Why do people keep saying that? You can't know what I would do normally. I was angry, and I had a knife, and I killed him. He is dead because of me, not because of any kind of outside influence. I can't just say I was affected by something to try to wriggle out of this...
I've been thinking back on it, because so many people keep saying something must have been strange, but nothing felt strange at all.
Why do people keep saying that? You can't know what I would do normally. I was angry, and I had a knife, and I killed him. He is dead because of me, not because of any kind of outside influence. I can't just say I was affected by something to try to wriggle out of this...
I've been thinking back on it, because so many people keep saying something must have been strange, but nothing felt strange at all.
[Her pulse quickens and Rosamund quickly shakes her head.]
I'm sorry, I didn't mean you were mind-controlled! I meant that this place just...it's wearing me down, too. Anyone would get angry, being trapped like this. Forced to see the things that we do. Losing people every week.
[Even then, she doubts that's the whole story. Maybe Sheba can't figure out what made her snap precisely because she hadn't. There still could have been a push.]
And I don't think you're trying to wriggle out of this. I'm more worried that...well...
[She wets her lips, thinking.]
Have you had... I don't know what your home is like. I know most of us have had to fight for our lives before.
So, tell me a bit about it. Will you do me that favour? I can do something for you in return, if you like.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean you were mind-controlled! I meant that this place just...it's wearing me down, too. Anyone would get angry, being trapped like this. Forced to see the things that we do. Losing people every week.
[Even then, she doubts that's the whole story. Maybe Sheba can't figure out what made her snap precisely because she hadn't. There still could have been a push.]
And I don't think you're trying to wriggle out of this. I'm more worried that...well...
[She wets her lips, thinking.]
Have you had... I don't know what your home is like. I know most of us have had to fight for our lives before.
So, tell me a bit about it. Will you do me that favour? I can do something for you in return, if you like.
...
[some of the irritation bleeds out of her, and sheba sighs, drawing her legs up to her chest and resting her head on her knees.]
...I can tell you about where I grew up, yes. Is there something specific you'd like to know...?
[some of the irritation bleeds out of her, and sheba sighs, drawing her legs up to her chest and resting her head on her knees.]
...I can tell you about where I grew up, yes. Is there something specific you'd like to know...?
...mm... not a war. I guess you could call me an adventurer.
[she taps her chin, thinking.]
One thing led to another and I ended up accompanying some people who had powers that were similar to mind on their quest. They became my friends... we traveled the world, and all of us became much stronger as a result. A year ago, I was much less capable.
[she taps her chin, thinking.]
One thing led to another and I ended up accompanying some people who had powers that were similar to mind on their quest. They became my friends... we traveled the world, and all of us became much stronger as a result. A year ago, I was much less capable.
[hey rosamund heyyyy. it's a new week! it's injury week. woohoooooo. sheba is wandering around the helly belly while wearing a full-body cloak with a hood to hide the week's effects, but she waves when she spots her.]
Hi, Rosamund... looking around?
Hi, Rosamund... looking around?
Sheba!
[Waving, smiling brightly. Rosamund has the good fortune of (thus far) being shown mercy and not experiencing the rust. In fact one might say she's utterly unaware.]
Yes, there's so much to get acquainted with down here, and it's all very...unique. [What is the Kn*tting Nest?] Are you cold? You're all bundled up.
[Waving, smiling brightly. Rosamund has the good fortune of (thus far) being shown mercy and not experiencing the rust. In fact one might say she's utterly unaware.]
Yes, there's so much to get acquainted with down here, and it's all very...unique. [What is the Kn*tting Nest?] Are you cold? You're all bundled up.
[don't question the kn*tting nest]
Oh, I'm... [rosamund has been spared the effect... thus far. sheba doesn't want her to be caught by surprise, though.] ...it's this week's effect. I don't really like how it looks on me, so I'm staying covered up until it passes.
Oh, I'm... [rosamund has been spared the effect... thus far. sheba doesn't want her to be caught by surprise, though.] ...it's this week's effect. I don't really like how it looks on me, so I'm staying covered up until it passes.
[she shakes her head again]
It's not animal parts... It has to do with injuries we've gotten before.
It's not animal parts... It has to do with injuries we've gotten before.
[Her face falls.]
You're joking. [Frowning intensifies. She gives a tetchy little scoff and flips a hand through the air.] Why does this place insist on rubbing all our worst moments in our faces? Are we not low enough? Is being dead and living with rats in a garbage heap not punishment enough?
[Shaking her damn head.]
Does it hurt at all?
You're joking. [Frowning intensifies. She gives a tetchy little scoff and flips a hand through the air.] Why does this place insist on rubbing all our worst moments in our faces? Are we not low enough? Is being dead and living with rats in a garbage heap not punishment enough?
[Shaking her damn head.]
Does it hurt at all?
I wish I was...
[she makes a face.]
...it doesn't hurt right now, no. It's just... [she gestures vaguely with one of her hands.] It's there and I don't want everyone to see it.
[she makes a face.]
...it doesn't hurt right now, no. It's just... [she gestures vaguely with one of her hands.] It's there and I don't want everyone to see it.
[rosamund takes her by the shoulder, and they're both hit with the sensation of intense pain - as if the shoulder is being wrenched out of its socket.
sheba jerks back.]
...the library is fine!
sheba jerks back.]
...the library is fine!
[She gasps as the pain shoots through her, letting go at once and shaking out her arm. Rosamund watches her for a moment, alarmed.]
I'm...I'm very sorry. I didn't — [Know? Couldn't guess? It should have been her first thought, considering how every other week has gone. Almost makes her miss the seeping thoughts and emotions. She smiles, though a bit thinly, and gestures towards the exit.]
Yes, let's go. We can talk about things there?
I'm...I'm very sorry. I didn't — [Know? Couldn't guess? It should have been her first thought, considering how every other week has gone. Almost makes her miss the seeping thoughts and emotions. She smiles, though a bit thinly, and gestures towards the exit.]
Yes, let's go. We can talk about things there?
[God where do i even put them THEY'RE IN THE BRAIN. TIME TO SUFFER.]
Do you think we might be able to affect what the ship does in here? If it's a living thing in truth. [She's stepping lightly but it is oh so gross in here.] Perhaps its thoughts can be altered. It is the brain, probably.
Do you think we might be able to affect what the ship does in here? If it's a living thing in truth. [She's stepping lightly but it is oh so gross in here.] Perhaps its thoughts can be altered. It is the brain, probably.
[she has brought along a broom handle that she's snapped the actual broom part off of to use as a staff, and she prods at some of the brain with it.]
This makes me wish I could still read minds... if it's got a brain, it's probably got thoughts of some kind, right?
This makes me wish I could still read minds... if it's got a brain, it's probably got thoughts of some kind, right?
It's not your fault.
[she smiles, but it's a little pained because of the effect. it'll wear off, though, and she nods, heading for the exit so they can go to the library together.]
...I've gotten injured a lot on my travels - and my friends usually patch me up very quickly, but since this seems like it's just putting every injury we've ever sustained out on display, it's... a lot.
[she smiles, but it's a little pained because of the effect. it'll wear off, though, and she nods, heading for the exit so they can go to the library together.]
...I've gotten injured a lot on my travels - and my friends usually patch me up very quickly, but since this seems like it's just putting every injury we've ever sustained out on display, it's... a lot.
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