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[week five - friday]
[ She's frustrated when she doesn't find him the first time.
But she doesn't give up.
After searching the town - and there is just so much blood, everywhere - she turns up empty handed, and with reluctance returns to the hotel. There are other people she has to speak to, anyway.
It's after midnight that she comes back. Largely confident that no one will hear her now, she'll even start softly calling his name. ]
Felix? Felix!
[ She can't give up. She can't. He has to be around here somewhere.
All she really has to navigate is the ambient light of the moon, and it makes her slow and cautious. When she arrives at the Railroad Station, she pauses to take a break. ]
Where could he be...?
But she doesn't give up.
After searching the town - and there is just so much blood, everywhere - she turns up empty handed, and with reluctance returns to the hotel. There are other people she has to speak to, anyway.
It's after midnight that she comes back. Largely confident that no one will hear her now, she'll even start softly calling his name. ]
Felix? Felix!
[ She can't give up. She can't. He has to be around here somewhere.
All she really has to navigate is the ambient light of the moon, and it makes her slow and cautious. When she arrives at the Railroad Station, she pauses to take a break. ]
Where could he be...?
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You shouldn't be out here alone.
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That sense builds into something almost overwhelming in the moments before Felix speaks, and just as she's thinking maybe she needs to get out of here, his voice appears out of the darkness. She's not that easy to startle, but this makes her nearly jump out of her skin.
After a moment to steady herself, she takes a step towards its source, although she cannot see him. ]
Maybe not. But I had to find you. There's something I have to tell you.
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[ There is no verbal response, but he hasn't left or told her to go away either. Instead, he remains quiet, indicating that he's willing to hear her out. Her efforts to deliver whatever this message is shouldn't go to waste, after all. ]
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... Chane. [ said very soft ] She's safe. She's okay, she'll be with everyone else who's died. I can't tell you why I know that or where she is, but ... she's okay.
[ ... ]
We have to win the game. It's the only way to bring her back.
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[ As far as this game goes, he's prepared to play it by his own rules. She's not wrong, though, they are going to win one way or another. ]
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She tried to tell herself she wasn't scared. But the longer this goes on, the more he starts to frighten her. ]
... I've gotten letters. From Riku, and Tarvek. Even Higekiri sent me one. [ There are other reasons that she knows this that she is all at once loathe to tell him. ] They're still ... okay. They're not really alive, but they're not dead, either. As for the game...
[ ... ]
It's in the rules. The Sheriff told me himself. The winner of the game can choose to send everyone home. That means everyone, even the people who've died. If that's the winner's choice, then everyone else can go... anywhere they want. Any home they want to go to.
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[ He had suspected as much when he first read the rules and the promise of a limitless reward, but the confirmation still brings a smile to his face. It's unnatural, given how the rest of him looks like a monster, but it's not like Xion can see it.
For a brief moment, he drops the idea of revenge and the light in his eyes returns, only for the duration of the question. ]
Do you have a home to go back to?
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[ It's clear the question startles her just from the tone of her voice, and she's quiet for a long moment. What's not clear is if she's quiet because she doesn't have an answer, or simply because she doesn't know what to say. ]
.... no.
[ It's the truth, in most important senses of the word. ]
I ... don't really know where I'll go, but ...
[ ... she also hasn't thought about it much, yet. ]
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Then what happens if someone else wins? Are you gonna get left behind if they have say in who goes where?
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[ ... ]
No, no, I ... sorry. The Sheriff told me that as long as whoever wins chooses to send everyone home, then each person can choose where they end up. That's ... why I asked him. I could go anywhere I wanted...
[ A beat. ]
As long as the winner chooses to send us home. They can choose to only send themselves home, or... restart the game.
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[ He finally steps out of the shadows, revealing himself although still at a safe distance for both of them. ]
--would you go home with a monster like me? I'm not exactly a role model.
[ That's... too direct...... ]
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What ... is that ... on his face? The moonlight robs the world of all colors but shades of gray, but she has a chilling feeling she knows what that dark smear is.
For a time she just stares at him, breathing, trying to keep calm. To say she wasn't scared right now, facing him like this, wouldn't be true. Actually, she's as terrified as she's ever been in her life. But... she can face her fear for this. For him. The strange man who asked to be her friend.
Slowly ... slowly, she makes her way towards him, stopping when they're a foot or two apart. ]
I don't think you're a monster. [ very softly ] Or, at least ... I'm a monster, too.
[ ....... ]
Are you ... asking me to come home with you?
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If you don't have a home to go back to, then I'm completely serious. It's up to you where and whom you wanna leave this place with, as long as I make sure that you don't end up alone. [ He says these things like he hasn't been scaring the shit out of her by now. ]
... She was beaten to death by a shovel. [ Chane, he means. He doesn't know how much the investigation turned up, but he'll give her that piece of information if she wants to bring it up at the trial. He doesn't particularly care for the legal procedure part either way. ]
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[ Somehow, seeing Elizabeth's charred corpse hadn't really fazed her. Even the initial news of all the other deaths, she'd ... been able to stay calm, to internalize and keep going for the people who needed her.
But hearing how Chane was killed makes her see it in her mind's eye, as vividly as if she saw it happen herself, and she ends up pressing a hand over her mouth with a soft, sick sound that isn't quite a whine.
She remembers a blanket around her shoulders, and arms tentatively circling her back while she cried.
Another sound escapes her, short and choked, and she leans forward, bowing her head and shutting her eyes. One deep breath in, slowly back out. A second. A third. Then she stands straight. ]
... what will you do, Felix?
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I'll find the one responsible and leave them in a pool of blood. There's nowhere to run now.
Chane, Yuna, Russell, Granny Ana... I won't let them down.
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[ Not "don't do it" or "wait for the trial." Just ... good luck. ]
If I can help, somehow... just tell me, okay?
[ what does an offer like that even mean in this kind of situation? ]
Will you still come to the trial?
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[ A grateful, but cold and firm hand on her shoulder before he starts to step back into the darkness. ]
I'll be around. The Rail Tracer is always watching.
[ Whatever that means?! Also, Chane won't be around to bring food for the sheriff. ]
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But she'll startle, taking a step forward, though she has no real intent to chase him. ]
Please just remember to vote! I don't ...
[ ... ]
Be careful, Felix. Please.