theairlock | the final week

[Eight weeks. Eight weeks of friendship and love, death and loss, hope and despair all muddled together in a cocktail that's too sweet on the tongue and leaves an acid-y pit in the stomach. With nine of them left (ten counting their dear but lone surviving host), things look darker than ever. Come Sunday morning the last of the Champions missing memories will be returned to them while they sleep. For some of them this will reveal answers, for others it might just be a fate worse than death. They could even be death.

But how does the song go? "It's always darkest before the dawn"?

There are no announcements from PAL this week. Not even morning and evening announcements.

Sunday Monday Tuesday

[ooc: Welcome to endgame, everyone! We're all very proud of you for making it all the way to the end. As you can see this is going to be a short IC week but we promise things will not be going down until this weekend (7/7-7/9). On Tuesday we'll be unveiling the OOC post for what to expect during the final investigation. There is no official AC this week, just a check-in and as mentioned above characters will be at their true canon points on Sunday morning.

Buckle up, kids, the ride's not over yet.]

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And if you had been wrong otherwise, the way we all felt after that ceremony would have been the harsh reality even now. You can't tell me you would have been able to live with that when I know for a fact you isolated yourself immediately after the ceremony was over. Guilt like that would crush you sooner or later.

Both options had a slim chance for survival if we were to believe PAL had the slightest trace of morality, and the fact that you took that choice from us...I need you to understand that it doesn't feel as though you trusted us at all back there.

...I did. I trusted you all so much. I isolated myself, but... I needed some time to think. Some time to be sad and mourn. I... Did something similar when Mikaela died, only I didn't have any doors to lock. When I was back home, I mean. And similarly... Lord Keel picked me back up and helped me endure. I checked when I was sure people weren't looking--took the letters and what I was left with. I never did thank you for that doll.

[ She'll kneel now, looking once more to Mikaela's memorial. With her memory completely back, she thinks she's a little stronger. Those days with Mikaela, when she had to talk in the convent, seem so distant now--Mikaela had been planted not long ago by her memory. ]

...Back home, when she died, I kept thinking that it should have been me. Because I survived in the wake of her death. If no one else had been there... Well... I can only imagine how much worse it would have been for Queenie, to be isolated in this place, watching us die for her... I'm not... Nearly as good or hopeful as I seem, Father. I've just gotten very good at seeming like it. I can endure hatred, or anger. I endured it for much longer. The guilt... Would be with me forever, but I carry enough guilt with me, that what was a little more? I already bear the guilt of Ayn dying for me--I knew he would, no matter how much I tried to get him to run to safety. Maybe... It's naive... To have that much faith in other people to catch me. But I trusted you all... To not let me isolate myself forever, to help pull me up even if you couldn't forgive me.

I understand you may not see it that way. I won't take that from you, and I am sorry I took that choice at the ceremony. I just... I couldn't leave Queenie to that fate. Not when I know how awful it is to lose someone you love, but to then find out she took his life and couldn't remember, and then potentially damning us all... I won't ask for forgiveness. I don't have that right. Not from this. I made my choice, and I must live with it.

All I want is for you to be aware of how terrible an idea that was--and how much all of us have a right to be angry with it. Nothing but time might fix that, but no matter how furious we are you're still one of us. If there's guilt you have to carry, then there will also be those of us that will give you the strength to bear it and who will catch you when you do happen to fall.

...I've had family turn on me before. I've been isolated, ostracized, and very literally demonized. I will not see it happen to anyone else here.

I can't entirely forgive you for what's happened. But I don't hate you for it, either.

...Thank you. That's all I ask. I... Was always aware, it was a terrible idea and a risk.

[ ...But knowing that Queenie might have to face that avalanche alone, with no one to pull her out until she drowned in it all... ]

...When this is over, when we're free... I have other things I want to tell you. When it's safer to fall apart and let everything out. Things from... Back home, that I endured, that I think I can finally release and move past. Is that all right?

We'll have time enough for that, once we're out of here.

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