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[crittersheep]

WHO: all
WHERE: all
WHEN: Day 9, evening into night

[the sun goes down; the two moons rise.

it all looks...quite different. the laundromat lengthens and transforms the silhouette of Woolietown in the distance. the lighthouse beacon comes to life for the first time, throwing strong, brilliant light and stark shadows across the meadow and into the barns. the lazy river encircles the pasture in a glittering band, the bobbing shapes of the pool toys a little bit eerie until they drift into full view.

perhaps some of you are winding down. perhaps some of you are just gearing up for a wild adventure in the shadows. perhaps some of you, regardless of if you sleep or stay up, find your dreams and nightmares crawling out beyond the bounds of your own head tonight, drawing others in...

the night is full of possibilities.]

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[catposting]

[ thousand yard stare. ]

As you wish. I apologize for the threat just now; I mistook the situation for something else.

[ his voice is calm, lacking hostility, but he's clearly bothered about said situation. it's just pointless to fight it. he's not strong enough. ]

[beathollow]

( she blinks with a soft frown- has she said something wrong? but the woods are dark and the lantern won't burn forever. so she gestures for him to follow as the path ahead winds only further into darkness. )

Maybe you still are. But that's okay.

[catposting]

[ he sighs, but doesn't object, following obediently as he ponders. of course it couldn't be a simple escort quest. of course it had to involve riddles, too. ]

Is there something you desire?

[beathollow]

... I want to be free. But I think I have that here, now.

( alone in the woods. with no one else. )

But what about you? What is it that you want?

[catposting]

... Same here. I want to be free someday.

[ climb to the 134th floor, and become a Ranker, so that nobody can boss him around ever again, or look down on him for being different. but first, he has to pass this damn test and reunite with his teammate servant. ]

[beathollow]

... It's hard, isn't it? Finding a way out without a guide, or unlocking the shackles without a key. Cutting the strings that are just out of reach.

[catposting]

...

[ he doesn't understand the riddle. he knows how to obtain freedom. it's just the matter of getting there. it's a journey that will undoubtedly take centuries; but that's fine, he'll get there. he has to. ]

Is that how it was for you?

[beathollow]

It was. I couldn't free myself, not completely- and because I was born in strings, I never realized how bad it was until it was almost too late. But there's nothing like that in these woods.

[catposting]

That woman. Your mother. Was she the master of your life?

[beathollow]

She was.

( in many ways, she still is. but the queen can't reach through the branches. any strings will get tangled up in sticks and leaves. she can do as she pleases. )

[catposting]

If she were gone for good, would you be able to go anywhere you wanted?

[beathollow]

I think so.

[catposting]

[ this is gonna be one of those stupid morality quizzes, isn't it? insufferable. ]

I see. [ ugh. he can kill a random girl's mom, it's fine. ] Where do I find her?

[beathollow]

... ( a frown- )

She's not here. And you don't have to do anything...

[catposting]

[ gives her a tired look. ]

Do you want to be free? Truly free?

[beathollow]

Even if that's the case, why would you take on that burden for me?

[catposting]

[ because he can imagine his stupid teammate making annoying worried noises about him and he doesn't like it. ]

It's no big deal. Besides, you're helping me; this forest is kind of scary, and I'd be even more lost if you hadn't showed up.

[ flashes a grin. ]

Burden for burden, yeah?

[beathollow]

... Silly. I'm doing this because I want to give an act of kindness. I don't need repayment.

[catposting]

[ blinks at her, starts laughing. it's not mocking; quest or no quest, the concept is silly. ]

What if I want to repay you?

[beathollow]

Then find something on scale to guiding the way. Jumping to murder seems a bit extreme!






... Besides. Death is an easy way out.

( weren't expectin that, were ya )

1/2 cw suicidal thoughts

[catposting]

I know.

[ he shrugs. a SMALL part of him wishes he'd never survived the experiments. or the battles after. that small part will grow and grow over time, but that time isn't now. ]

It's efficient, though.

[catposting]

[ looking mildly uncomfortable ]

Are you asking me to torture her?

[ killing is something he's used to. it's been his entire life, day in day out, for as long as he remembers. torture is just sadistic. ]

[beathollow]

No, I'd rather she never see me or anything remotely connected to me again. I was trying to say that... you don't have to go so far. Hmm... If you really want to repay me, pay it forward. Help someone else if they need it.

[catposting]

I —

[ several emotions pass over his face at once. surprise, annoyance, longing, and finally the empty look of defeat. looks to the sky, then back at her. he sighs, shoulders sagging. ]

Okay. I yield.

[ he can take the stupid floor test another time. this isn't the first one he's failed.

also he's totally expecting her to disappear into thin air or something. ]

[beathollow]

... Huh?

( she's not gone. just... very confused. even the trees feel confused. as it happens in a magic forest. )