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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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[ 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.