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unknownseas2020-05-31 11:48 am
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There's always a lighthouse
And just like that, you wake up in the basement of a lighthouse in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. There's a circle of 25 pods in the middle of the room, and two more in a room off to the side, and you can imagine who is in which.
An elevator to the side of the room leads up to the ground floor (or to the first sub-basement, if you want to check out the machine that brought you here), where you can for the first time in weeks look out a window and see the sky. Its a beautiful sunny day, with a strong breeze on the grassy ground of the island where the lighthouse stands. Have you ever been this happy to hear seagulls?
You're free. Whatever comes next, you're free and you won. Take some time to relish your victory, won't you? Reunite with friends you thought you had lost, go forth and just... well, enjoy this.
An elevator to the side of the room leads up to the ground floor (or to the first sub-basement, if you want to check out the machine that brought you here), where you can for the first time in weeks look out a window and see the sky. Its a beautiful sunny day, with a strong breeze on the grassy ground of the island where the lighthouse stands. Have you ever been this happy to hear seagulls?
You're free. Whatever comes next, you're free and you won. Take some time to relish your victory, won't you? Reunite with friends you thought you had lost, go forth and just... well, enjoy this.
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...I imagine you're still not happy. In all honesty, I... well. It perhaps wasn't the best of judgment, the whole thing.
[that one apology she gave you was the only time she ever apologized for anything the entire game long, what do you expect.]
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[He has to look away for a moment, tugging at his scarf, before he can put together something close to what he wants to say.]
I lived like that too, you know. I... was thrown away.
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I see. ...You never did seem to like people until late. What changed your mind?
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What did I do? I knew I upset you, but that's...
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[She wants to push it away -- her, do something to help? But, well. That lingering voice has been fading from her head for the past two months, and she's already admitted that the desperate attempt to pretend it wasn't anything but her own thoughts was a mistake. As much as she hates the idea, she needs something else. ...And these people aren't too bad. He never was.]
It seems it worked out for you well enough.
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[He's quiet for a long time as he studies her face intently. Finally, he closes his eyes. It's easier to talk that way.]
My old partner in crime was like a brother to me. We met as kids. Broke each other out of gaol, spent the next five or six years basically inseparable. We did everything together. We did everything for each other. I was all he had and vice versa. That was enough for me. I thought it was the same for him.
The second he was offered money and power, he tried to kill me. I thought he had for a while there, but I've always been bad at dying when I should. I figured, if he could do that to me, then everything everyone ever said about trust was a lie fed to the gullible. All that time, he hated me. Resented that I didn't always just go along with what he wanted. Envied talents of mine he thought he didn't have. [He drops his chin with a bitter smile.] I thought I was helping us. I didn't understand what he felt. I'm not sure I do now.
All that is to say... I meant what I said about not wanting it to be you that week. I wanted... I wanted to believe in you for who you were, the way you trusted me to be who you thought I was. Even though I knew you were like him in some ways... I guess I just wanted something better for you this time.
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I don't think Ernesta ever understood me, either. And she kept insisting I had her all wrong.
...Honestly, sometimes I don't know myself. I thought I did, and then all this happens. But I suppose I'm glad. If I'm going to get attached to you people somehow, you'd better turn out all right, and you did.
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So... got plans, once everything here's settled? Seems to be the topic of the moment.
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[He's fidgeting way more with his scarf now than he did during any part of that final trial.]
Look, I don't know if you'd like Orsterra, but I could at least show you around some of it. If you're interested.
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[She stops and thinks it over.]
...It's strange, but you know, I don't think I'd mind seeing it. It sounds like it's never dull, at least.
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[is she joking?? what did you people do to her.]
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[Is he laughing?! What did you all do to him? He turns aside and covers his mouth, but when he looks at her again, he's grinning.]
Not particularly. Might miss breaking them, though.
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...I do have to wonder why guard three specific ones with an armed cleaner. They did seem to have some traits left of who they were before, even while encrypted. Well, it ought to be that much easier to put them all back the way they were once they're caught, in that case.
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