EVENT: ORIGIN'S ORIGINS

[fairwind]

Who: explorers!
When: Day 31, night
Where: The Jungle

[The sun has gone down when the heroes receive an unmarked message:

This Star has secrets you should know. If you want to find them, follow the light.

Should they look outside, they will in fact see a light -- a thin but bright pillar rising from the overgrown town out in the jungle.

It's still raining, still covered in frogs, but there's definitely something going on.

And in the direction of the beach, there's also a faint, bell-like ringing. But that's not what's calling you right now... is it?]

[PREMINGLE ★ NOTES ★ SESSIONS ★ AFTERMINGLE]

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[rolebreaker]

[ ... he. what. ]

I was listening. She said that she wanted my life. [ she literally told him to die? what are you going on about.

honestly he should leave it at that. every ounce of himself is exhausted, physically. mentally. but something inside of him pushes him to keep speaking, like an illness. ]

You said that she is trying to do better. If you truly care about her-- if you want to see her succeed, then removing me from the equation is the only way. [ he's certain. after all... after all, they, ]

My existence is a poison to her.

[voreaciously]

[fine, we're just going to have to do this the long, hard way.]

And why does she want your life?

[80H hears the rest, but it is irrelevant, or rather, it is actually part of the problem, here.]

She very literally told you.

[rolebreaker]

[ ...

is he being talked to like he's a child?

he doesn't even fucking remember literally anything else sophie said to him but now he's just Irritated. ]

Because it is her duty. She cannot suffer a specter, and a traitor, to live. She hates me, for good reason. [ he should leave it at that. too bad he's Mad now. ] You don't understand anything, so either do as I say and keep her away from me or butt out.

[voreaciously]

[her eyes are blindfolded, the rest of her face schooled into neutrality, and yet she might be exuding judgement or disappointment, or nothing at all, it is difficult to tell.

Breeze feels...heavier all of a sudden, even if 80H does not need to adjust her grip in the slightest. Perhaps it is with the frustrations and anger. No, frustration, singular. It seems like the other woman has been angry at the same thing for quite some time, over and over.

With multiple people.

She doesn't want to care.]

I actually, unfortunately, stupidly understand better than you think.

[let him chew on that, or maybe he won't try. she is betting on the latter and that is half his problem.]

I have no doubt that that hate is genuine, but that is because she is not the only one who should be trying to be better, but you do not even appear to realise your own failings, at least how she sees them.

[it isn't like her to get involved in what amounts to a stranger's business without permission or invitation. she doesn't care, doesn't want to care, it's easy to disregard.

But.

But.]

But I will not remove myself from this situation, and I will not do as you say, because she is my teammate. I will not abandon her to her hatred, nor will I allow her to suffer it alone.

[rolebreaker]

[ if he senses any of the disappointment he frankly doesn't care. how she thinks about him-- what she thinks he understands and doesn't understand, and more saliently what she thinks he doesn't know about himself-- all of that is complete meaningless, aggravating noise to him now.

if she won't remove herself, then he will remove himself. ]

Then stay with her. [ he responds, final and curt. in the end it still serves his purpose. he's walking away from this conversation. ]

[voreaciously]

[she will watch him go, but will not try to stop him. she needs to attend Breeze.

...how did it turn out like this.]