I see. [That's hissed out, entirely snake-like, as he watches Rutile cry. He was not lying about still being able to feel guilt, by the way. He really does, because he wasn't lying about liking Rutile, even if his expression is quite... angry.
Mutinous, even.
He doesn't even get the courtesy of truly dying, huh? He gets to live and feel the hurt and shame of having been watched. Well then.]
I wonder... Is this allowed? [He's not talking to anyone but Sou right now, as he turns the gun on himself, pressed right under his chin to be sure the recoil won't jerk his hand and make the shot go wide when he pulls the trigger. And he's doing it quickly before anyone can stop him.]
[Well, his death was fucking gory. Black crystal came out of his head. And neck. And chest. Don't worry about it! No one's sick from rockitis when he comes back.
Then he whirls and grabs Sou by the wrist, if he even can.]
I'm experimenting. A luxury you didn't have, I'm sure. Now that you're here, you're going to run off again, aren't you?
You can't control a barrel turn. [Schneider had already known that, even as she was keenly familiar with the differences between the blanks and the real ones by hand] But it is possible to mark them for survival.
[Shalem leans in. Loads the gun as he stares Sou right in the eyes. At least now he's spotted the gimmick, and is pointing at a dummy, even if he makes sure to keep looking at Sou.]
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Mutinous, even.
He doesn't even get the courtesy of truly dying, huh? He gets to live and feel the hurt and shame of having been watched. Well then.]
I wonder... Is this allowed? [He's not talking to anyone but Sou right now, as he turns the gun on himself, pressed right under his chin to be sure the recoil won't jerk his hand and make the shot go wide when he pulls the trigger. And he's doing it quickly before anyone can stop him.]
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Could you please stop trying to die inside my mind?
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Then he whirls and grabs Sou by the wrist, if he even can.]
I'm experimenting. A luxury you didn't have, I'm sure. Now that you're here, you're going to run off again, aren't you?
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'He' knows where I am at all times. And I would rather 'he' not find you.
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[Waving at the teal glowy ones in the gun she has yet to steal off Shalem just yet]
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You don't even need that. You have five dummies, so if you arrange the bullets in the correct way you can beat this with pattern recognition alone.
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How noble-- what are you so afraid of?
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[He might be terrified if that person were around.]
'He' wants you to fail. Because if you fail, then 'he' will eventually win.
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Win in taking you over, you mean.
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'I' got us into this situation, and 'he' made things worse. If not for us, then...
[He trails off there.]
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Because you let yourself get pushed around, and he went around lying?
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[His voice is small yet again, and he hates it.
... This isn't the time for weakness.]
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N—!
[ He can't even finish saying no by the time Shalem pulls the trigger. ]