The Fifth Trial

[hot_mess_express]

Who: ALL
When: Day 11, noon
Where: Outer Space

Come hither, Heroes. Prove thy worth.

[ That familiar silence befalls everything following the call, and just like before the third trial there’s a glittering void, points of light twinkling in the air. As you step into the space it expands, seeming to consume you, the Aurora, and all that exists in general. There’s a feeling of vertigo as this happens, frozen lights swirling all about you and once again it's all accompanied by obnoxious giggling.

This time, however, when the darkness fades, you're...

Back inside of the Aurora? No, this is actually an entirely different train. Outside the windows, you can only see wispy, dancing lights illuminating the surroundings, which you can't quite make out. The doors outside don't open. ]

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Comments

[voreaciously]

[carelessly tosses the round out, her white fingers painted crimson before she starts on the next one, breathing a little hard and shivering slightly before she steels herself, but fingers do not stop, in fact they seem to tear open the wound site a little more in trying to dig it out, allowing the blood to flow

sorry can't hear you too busy]

[saddleclub]

[Grabbing for her wrist.]

Stop already you infuriating woman.

[voreaciously]

[She swats his hand away immediately, the blow stronger than it should be, but not like enough to break anything.]

I am absolutely stubborn, selfish, and inconceivably dense, if you will not recall. What makes you believe you have any say in what I do?

[saddleclub]

[....

Slaps her, hard.]

[voreaciously]

[She rolls with the hit.

It's a habit.

Nor can she control the anxiety that needles its way into her heart even if the hands that would normally strike her are worlds and galaxies and lifetimes away. She hates herself for being reminded and there is a moment that she flinches, from the impact, eyes blinking wide with shock before she straightens.]

Are you quite finished.

[saddleclub]

That's my line you selfish infuriating woman. Are you quite done throwing a childish tantrum?

Who do you think you are?!

[voreaciously]

[She does not sound defeated or sad, but her voice is...

It is not anything. Not at all.]

Absolutely no one of import.

[saddleclub]

And yet, with such an attitude, you act like you are the only person in the world who matters.

Don't make me laugh.

[voreaciously]

Oh, please, do not hold back on my account if you find the matter droll. Far be it from me to deny those in need some comic relief, especially after such a disaster.

[pointless pointless pointless]

However, I would prefer not to waste time. So, if you will find it in your good graces to kindly excuse me, sir.

[saddleclub]

Oh don't even start with me you arrogant, selfish, asshole!

Enough, get healed and take up a weapon. It's obvious words won't penetrate your stubborn hide but perhaps strength might open your ears.

[voreaciously]

Oh, arrogant. That is a new one, I must say.

[honestly going to town on someone does sound very appealing but--]

Really. What do you hope to achieve or prove with this? I do not argue your assessment of my character so it would be a waste of time.

[saddleclub]

That is why I call you arrogant. You dare say you have no worth all while putting yourself and your desires above everyone else around you.

Fight me as soon as you're able. I will not hold back.

[voreaciously]

Yes, well, I would hold back so that would not be very sporting, would it? I am certain a proud noble like yourself would only take that as grievous insult.

[man she is still bleeding kinda but it's fine. she looks like a bit haggard but she's fine. she must be, she's still hanging around having a conversation with him.

also she doesn't know for sure jusis is a noble but she would bet dollars to doughnuts he is or something close enough to it]

[saddleclub]

.... We will see if you can.

[voreaciously]

And what do you hope to gain from this?

[saddleclub]

I thought I was clear with that.

[voreaciously]

I thought you were joking.

[like, buddy, she got news for you except it's not news because, again, she didn't argue with you when you pegged her]

I am undecided.

[saddleclub]

Do I seem like a joker? What are you undecided on?

[voreaciously]

Whether or not I will accept. Besides, should you not be attending your own team, at the moment, or mine.

[saddleclub]

You are the problem. I am attending to the problem.

[voreaciously]

Yes, well, unless you mean to cut me down where I stand--by all means, now seems the time for it--if I do not accept that provides a bit of a problem, on its own, does it not? What is Plan B?

[saddleclub]

I haven't thought that fair. Are you refusing?

[voreaciously]

[...]

...

[like give her a moment this is. like.]

Are you serious.

[like she has been actually pissed this whole time but that is just so ridiculous to hear she forgets to be angry]

[saddleclub]

More so than you.

[voreaciously]

Well, yes, I made clear that I believe this to be more of a waste of time than anything else to the contrary.

[was that ever in doubt.]

What are your terms?