Week 5

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[As with the weeks before, life in the Fantasy Sweet returns to something resembling normalcy with shocking efficiency. The second floor rest area and Adventure Zone Death Orb Room are spotless again, the demon glitter has been vacuumed, the deflated orbs have been replaced. It's like none of it ever happened, like three more friends aren't dead and stored away in the guest house morgue.

There's a new floor to explore, their "reward" for a job well done.]

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your activity for week 4, submit your memory regains and put in your threads for the Benefactors!]

Comments

[buddyoldpal]

People die all the time, girlie. If ya cared that much, ya wouldn'ta done it, wouldja?

[ Wow, Nishitani, I know you're pissed about your dead almost-boyfriend but this isn't the way to deal with it. ]

[brokencode]

[A small flame stirred up within her chest, flickering in time with the pounding of her heart. There was much she wanted to say in protest, blows she could have delivered, but they all died on her lips.

Within seconds, the flame died out.]

Perhaps you are right.

[buddyoldpal]

[ This victory would be so much sweeter if he was actually okay right now. ]

'm just sayin'. Don't sound ta me like ya betrayed anybody. Ya were followin' orders-- maybe they were shitty ones, but I know a thing or two about that. When yer in a family, ya do what yer told. Goin' against that... that's when ya can call yerself a traitor.

[brokencode]

So it is alright that people died, so long as I listen to my family. [Her voice was low, but somewhere in her, a faint spark came to life in her chest. Maybe she wasn't down and out, just yet.]

He is killing me, Nishitani. Did I neglect to mention that? Should I continue to listen to him, continue to be his pawn?

[buddyoldpal]

Ya ain't listenin', are ya. Never said it was alright. Sure, killin' innocent people sucks an' all, but.

[ Wow, she found a backbone. Good for her. ]

Sounds ta me like ya wanna betray 'im then. Followin' orders that get people killed was accordin' ta plan. Gettin' back at yer dear ol' dad would be betrayin' him. Ain't that make more sense than the rest of the shit?

[ He has strong Loyalty opinions, ok. ]

[brokencode]

What do you want me to say. What do you want for me to do?

I am not like you, Nishitani. I am not like any of you. You have weapons to fight with and the ability to use them. I have nothing.

Family means something to you, doesn't it? Jack though... Jack is my only family, and I am powerless to stop anything he does. He spins my actions, what I have done to people, until I cannot argue any further.

All I can do is regret and lament.

[buddyoldpal]

Ya got yer magic, dontcha?

Family's who ya make of it, kid. Regrets are a damn waste of time.

[brokencode]

Do you remember that collar I wore? It was meant to keep me compliant. Fail-safes were built around keeping me not just locked away, but obedient. My "magic" couldn't be used against him. And you of all people have seen how I might fare in a physical fight.

[buddyoldpal]

[ Well, she has a point I guess. ]

That's a fuckin' shitty dad ya had, girl. Ya sure ya didn't wanna betray him instead o' the whole "regrettin' an' lamentin'" bull?

[brokencode]

Why do you wish for me to answer that? So you pass judgement on that as well?

[buddyoldpal]

I'm interested in hearin' if ya got a backbone, girlie. I don't give a shit who ya killed, long as ya stand up fer yerself instead of playin' the victim card.

[brokencode]

I am not playing anything.

[Next thing you know she's going to be stomping her feet and throwing a tantrum.]

[buddyoldpal]

Well ya sure coulda fooled me, shit.

[ Someone stop him, why is he like this. ]

[brokencode]

I... am not going to have this conversation anymore. [Angel pushed herself to her feet and turned away, hoping to at least keep her calm until she managed to escape the room.

Good night, Nishitani. Good night, every one.

[Barring anyone, Nishitani included, stopping her, Angel swept from the room.]

[buddyoldpal]

[ He's an asshole so he waves as his hand as she leaves. Angel does not deserve this but boy he feels better. ]