trusthell | WEEK 7.

WEEK 7.

WEEK 7
Two more Survivors have left you; Aqua was killed in cold blood and Mettaton... well, your thoughts on Mettaton probably vary depending on how close you were to him, but either way he chose to end Aqua's life and paid the price for it.

There are so few of you now.

Saturday is given to regrouping and sleep; there aren't any bodies to be found on Sunday morning. But that doesn't mean the night was uneventful - it seems something else may have brought you some newfound clarity. Or perhaps not...

Once again, that spiral staircase leads farther than you remember, clear up to a previously inaccessible seventh floor. Go ahead and explore as much as you like; you've done well. You've earned it.

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[It's not like Sigrun had thought she'd be alone in coming here, but it's still a surprise to see someone. The gifts are nice to look at, too, and she's got a bouquet of cherry blossoms in her arms for... surprise surprise, Woodaton. You know, to put inside him. With the rest of her hearts and gifts.

And to kind of take a seat in front of it to... talk. To it. A little. Though it's not very audible, it's also not very long before she's apparently done with it and goes to sit a little ways away from Bruce instead.]

Ever feel like all of their faces are judging you? Always just staring. I guess maybe it could be comforting, like they're watching over you, but you know?

[Bruce notices Sigrun coming in, of course, but he knows better than to disturb her; he only glances briefly as she puts her gifts in her creation for Mettaton and talks quietly to him, but doesn't go close to hear what she's saying. He stays where Aqua's picture is, looking at it in contemplation as he toys with the keychain of her Keyblade that the vending machine so kindly dropped for him.

Eventually though it seems that Sigrun is done, and she moves to sit near him, and Bruce focuses back onto her when she speaks.]

Yeah. [He returns with a nod. He can easily see where Sigrun is going with that.] It could be one way or the other, depending on how you feel.

[And Bruce certainly feels pretty guilty - seeing all of the pictures here, it just reminds him how much they have already lost.]

[Well, they can share that feeling then. There's so many of them now. And there'll probably be more, too, until there's just a handful of them left, or none at all.

... Or until there's just one left. A winner.]

Pinky mentioned that he asked if anyone was mad at me. [Which she grimaces at a little, still not too happy with one of her doubts being put out there like that.] No one was. I'm glad for it, but it's not like I would blame them if they were. That goes for you all too.

[The ones who're still alive, though from her tone it's clear she doesn't think anyone's too mad at her for... everything. Someone would've said something by now if they were. Or killed her.]

[Bruce wasn't at the seance, having been too tired out and just falling asleep in his room at the end. But he could more or less guess anyway, especially considering what happened, and he gives a nod.]

You... loved him. [The word 'loved' is said out so slowly, as if Bruce himself is unfamiliar with it.] I don't think anybody can blame you for that. He was important to you, and we all knew that.

[Well Bruce hadn't right until that very moment, but that doesn't matter.]

[It's a funny word, really, a funny feeling, but--]

"Love". [A quiet correction.] I still love him. I've got my reasons for that, but I do. Him being dead hasn't changed that.

[...]

It was meant as a general anger, apparently, since... I said I'd protect everyone, and then everyone started dropping like flies -- which wasn't my fault, since that's their own choice if they decided something was worth the responsibility of death in the end, but... I mean, it's still pretty hard to know that even if you've tried your best, there's still not enough you could do to prevent anyone from dying, you know?

[This is a sentiment she's shared with maybe... two people. Who're still living, anyway. The others are dead one, one right in front of her and the other far to the side with a wooden statue as his stand in.]

It's not my fault and I know it. But it's still pretty hard.

[Even after everything, she still loves him, huh?

Bruce doesn't know if he could do that. Or if what he had felt for Natasha in his dreams really was love at all. He admired her, yes, had a connection with her because of their own pasts, but still... maybe he was wanting too much. Or hoping for too much. He's always been greedy like that as much as he tries not to be.

He gives another nod to Sigrun's words, at least, able to share her sentiments for the most part.]

It was their choice in the end, but still... [Could something have changed if they tried to reach out sooner? To do something? Maybe it was futile or maybe something would have happened... but its too late to think that now.] It is discouraging, that no matter what you do it seems like somebody still dies regardless.

[Her reasons are, admittedly, kind of simple and selfish. She just... can't hate him though, nothing in her wants to as much as he'd rightly deserve it. It's why her creation is sitting over there in all its painted and glittering glory rather than in shambles.]

... I made the mistake of telling that bastard what one of my biggest fears was, once. Never told bombshell-- well, I'm pretty sure he might've figured it out anyway, with what I shared with him. Preeeetty sure it's just being used against me at this point though.

[At any other point Bruce would probably be pointing out how incredibly dumb it is to tell your captor about your biggest fears - but then its not as if Bruce hasn't spilled a couple of things himself. Things that he wouldn't tell the rest here, unless he really had to. So he doesn't really have much of a high ground here, if he even had any at all in the first place.]

Not much point in regretting that now. [Though Bruce can easily feel bad for that...] Though I suppose you're no longer on good terms with him, after everything.

[Its probably kind of hard to keep it up after what happened.]

I'll be civil if I need to talk to him, but yes, I hate his guts and I'm very honestly wanting to be the one to shove a blade up his ass where his head is.

[... Crudeness aside, she really does want to kill him.]

I believe all of us want to do something like that in some fashion. [...yes, even Bruce.

...]

But I think you should get the first go, at least.

Everyone seems to agree on that, anyway. Or at least letting me kill him. It's really nice of all of you, since I know everyone hates his guts just as much as I do. And did for longer.

[There was something like a want to drag his stupid ass off the misguided path before, but now he's just a goddamn bastard.]

You probably deserve it the most at this point.

[They all have a bone to pick with him, but Sigrun just has the biggest bone right now among them.]

[So sweet of them to agree on that, though she laughs a little.]

Maybe, maybe. [And she hesitates a moment, struggling slightly with the words.] ... But it's still my own fault in first place. I can admit to that much. I just need to make sure there's nothing else being hidden from us on the people front, though there isn't much I can do there at the same time.

[Whether there is or not isn't something the Kingmaker would give easily, probably, and even if she knew there were others what could she possibly do?]

[It may be her fault as the 'leader', but it is also their own fault at the same time. All of them should have been more aware, should have thought of the possibility - but even for Bruce it didn't quite cross his mind. After all how could anybody think of working with the person who put them in this situation in the first place?

How very wrong he was... and now they all had to pay the price for that.]

...we'll just have to do our best. [At least now they're aware of the possibility, and as hard as it is, they have to try and be wary now. Wary, but not alienate one another. That distrust would be their downfall.] He doesn't seem found of doing things twice, at least, so that's something in our favor.

Yeah, it is. If only he got bored of us finding bodies and convicting our peers.

[That'd be nice. But nooo, it's still interesting.]

The factors around it are different each time... its not hard to see why he wouldn't get bored.

[It's interesting because its always different people, different scenarios, different incentives... like a scientist bringing in new elements and seeing the reactions to it. Everything the Kingmaker does - it just seems like its for nothing more but for his own 'experiments'. Its sickening.]

[Mad scientist, she was told once. Couldn't be more right.]

I bet he's real happy about the show he's getting in the end here, even if... when I asked him, he pretty much declined to answer. I mean, I was also pissed and pretty much wanted his head on a silver platter, but still.

I wouldn't be surprised if he was. He's getting what he wants each and every week, after all.

[More deaths, more pain, more everything. It's all nothing more but a game for the Kingmaker to watch, and Bruce hates that. Somebody who so willingly made this happen... how can anybody like that exist?]

[Apparently, assholes exist. Who knew.

Sigrun stretches and leans back on her hands, glancing around at the portraits.]

... Well, first chance I get to put a stop to it I will. We'll seize a moment of weakness and make it our counterattack. Hopefully with minimal lives lost.

[A nod from Bruce here. Yeah, he's right behind you on that, Sigrun.]

I'm sure the chance will come. There's only so long he can keep hiding from us.

[And as much as he doesn't want to say it, Mettaton turning against them? Is probably a sign they're getting close. He wouldn't have been asked to stop them if that hadn't been the case.]

[It's okay, she will.]

Him telling Mettaton to kill one of us probably means he's running out of as much time as we are... or he wasn't very happy with how things were working out. He claimed not to be angry after Yato's trial but I have got to wonder if there's something else there.

[That was the week where Mettaton was conspiring with him, too, when both Bruce and that dumb robot came out about talking to the Kingmaker about the incentive. Admittedly with two very difference topics attached.

She chews on her nail in thought, dredging through what she remembers of her conversations, and shakes her head.]

Not that I could think of what outside of impatience, but you know, for all that man is he's got a hell of a lot of it. He'll be difficult even if we corner him though.

It's not like he ever tells us much, if anything at all.

[Anything important, that is. Like why he was doing this, or how they ended up here, or... anything, really. Despite what they know so far they're still as much of in the dark as they were at the start. It's frustrating.]

I won't be surprised if he'll be exactly the same as when we're talking with him through the devices. 'It's not important', or whatever the hell he usually says.

Oh, I'm sure he'll be much more talkative with a blade at his throat.

[... And a few fingers off on the side, but she's declining to mention that part of her plan.]

Think of it as us winning his little game. He'll have to reward us with some answers, right? Either way he's dead, so he might as well spill before we end him.

[Its probably a good thing that she didn't say that since Bruce is still on the fence with exactly how much he wants to see the Kingmaker hurt. A battle of what he wants to do versus what he should do, morally speaking.]

If his life is threatened he might be even less willing to tell us. Especially since he knows he's the only one with the answers that we need.

[Just saying for the record here, honestly.]

[She figures it's fifty-fifty who'd be okay with straight up taking his fingers off joint by joint.]

... Yeah, that's true. Why doesn't threatening people ever work? It seems like it would, you know? But noooo, it doesn't.

[... not here...]

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