[he looks like he's about to answer, before he starts coughing. he raises his only existing hand to cover his mouth, waiting for it to subside, before he speaks.]
... Because it seemed crueler to pick someone at random.
[maybe it would've been easier on him and everyone else, in another way. but all he can do now is face the choices he's made.]
thinking about it is terrible, but as susato would say, the truth is the most important thing.]
... After I stabbed her, she tricked me into lowering my guard and attacked my daemon. She took that moment to get on the sled and escape. The night then soon ended, and so she disappeared with everything else that counted as "evidence".
[a pause]
She died almost immediately after trial began, though. I... don't think she could've been saved even if we'd headed there immediately. [...] This is just my excuse, but I hadn't wanted to leave her with a slow death.
[leaving her out in the cold had absolutely not been intentional.]
Most of... everything was to her beat, really. She drugged me and trapped me in the locker room for a time. I spent a large part of the night just trying to catch up to her at all.
[...]
It is one of my greatest honours to have been her friend, and for her to have considered herself mine. That will never change.
It was. I have no idea how that particular power works, but I presume she could create it with certain... properties. She kept writing her letters until it finally knocked me out.
[rochalizo is a weak-hearted bitch who agreed to eat the suspicious magic cake of his intended victim.]
... I don't intend to fight. It may be selfish to place my death on someone else's hands, but killing one friend is enough for me. I won't run away from the consequences of my actions, either.
You are but one man. If Miss Susato heard you say such a thing, I'm sure she'd flip you instantly. You have done all you could for the others around you. It isn't a failure that...circumstances were outside your control.
[he manages a faint, sad smile at that. (and it's strange, to be told that he has done enough. not that he's a failure.) for all of his self-loathing, he can't ignore all that susato has said and done.]
In any case... I've never really expected a long, careful life. Perhaps it doesn't suit me. So while I may not particularly wish to die—especially not as a pawn of these angels—the thought of it isn't that frightening either.
You do deserve a long, careful life. So stop saying you don't. [He sighs.] Have you done a terrible thing? Yes. But to see you destroy yourself for that...what is the use of it?
I'm not trying to destroy myself. But my family is a military one and I was to be sent off to war, so it's not like I was raised to expect peace. And I've been told I take more risks than necessary, so this is just another one, in a way.
[to gamble on there being life after death, or that everyone will be saved in the end.]
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... Because it seemed crueler to pick someone at random.
[maybe it would've been easier on him and everyone else, in another way. but all he can do now is face the choices he's made.]
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[Something shifts in that cold fury, something like....sympathy, brief.]
[And now it's just. Cold.]
I understand. [He does.] I suppose...she understood too, in her own way.
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... She refused to kill, and she refused to let the angels keep their control over the situation. That was what she'd decided, that night.
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[He also looks over at it.]
She is...was a powerful, brilliant, young woman. [...] Tell me, did she...get away from you, at the end, there?
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thinking about it is terrible, but as susato would say, the truth is the most important thing.]
... After I stabbed her, she tricked me into lowering my guard and attacked my daemon. She took that moment to get on the sled and escape. The night then soon ended, and so she disappeared with everything else that counted as "evidence".
[a pause]
She died almost immediately after trial began, though. I... don't think she could've been saved even if we'd headed there immediately. [...] This is just my excuse, but I hadn't wanted to leave her with a slow death.
[leaving her out in the cold had absolutely not been intentional.]
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[Wow.]
[What a girl.]
That's...yes. I think we realized that, later on. That false hope was...just that.
[False.]
I am glad to hear that...you did not intend to leave her. That even through compulsion, you...still were her friend, to the end.
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[...]
It is one of my greatest honours to have been her friend, and for her to have considered herself mine. That will never change.
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[OH MY GOD?????????]
I..see. [Wow. Okay.] That sounds like...Miss Susato, alright. I am assuming it was the cake.
[WOW.]
And...yes. I believe she felt the same. [He rubs over his face with a hand.] Mr. Rochalizo...what...do you want to happen tomorrow?
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[rochalizo is a weak-hearted bitch who agreed to eat the suspicious magic cake of his intended victim.]
... I don't intend to fight. It may be selfish to place my death on someone else's hands, but killing one friend is enough for me. I won't run away from the consequences of my actions, either.
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[He sighs. YEAH DON'T. EAT. THE MAGIC CAKE.]
It's your life on the line. You...you must be scared.
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... There are things more terrifying than death, I think.
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Such as what, Mr. Rochalizo?
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I told you before. I'm a greedy person—if I could hold onto everything I care about, I wanted to do just that.
That I didn't is my weakness.
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[He stares the other down.]
You are but one man. If Miss Susato heard you say such a thing, I'm sure she'd flip you instantly. You have done all you could for the others around you. It isn't a failure that...circumstances were outside your control.
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[he manages a faint, sad smile at that. (and it's strange, to be told that he has done enough. not that he's a failure.) for all of his self-loathing, he can't ignore all that susato has said and done.]
In any case... I've never really expected a long, careful life. Perhaps it doesn't suit me. So while I may not particularly wish to die—especially not as a pawn of these angels—the thought of it isn't that frightening either.
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[JUST LOOKING AT HIM LIKE "BINCH".]
You do deserve a long, careful life. So stop saying you don't. [He sighs.] Have you done a terrible thing? Yes. But to see you destroy yourself for that...what is the use of it?
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I'm not trying to destroy myself. But my family is a military one and I was to be sent off to war, so it's not like I was raised to expect peace. And I've been told I take more risks than necessary, so this is just another one, in a way.
[to gamble on there being life after death, or that everyone will be saved in the end.]