WEEK 4 - VENUS FLYTRAP

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Another week dawned.

But after the events at the trial, more than a few people would have wanted for time to stop still.

In this game, even unshakable loyalties....could be broken.🗈

If that were the case, then what was stopping even more horrible crimes from happening this thursday night?
And they knew they could do nothing to stop it from happening.

...Still, they had to continue the game, until one or both of the Witches admitted defeat, or the game itself came to a close.

Yet, they also felt as if something might change. Some big reveal felt as if it was just around the corner....but for now, it seemed as if they had to play the waiting game.

No matter how awful that felt.

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[excavated]

[ It's unintentional revenge, considering that Kimihiro and Syaoran are technically the same person. . . yet not. ] Yeah, I-- sorry. I wasn't really paying attention to who or what was around me.

[respring]

Ah, it seems I've gotten my revenge, then.

[ har har har ]

What are you watching?

[excavated]

Revenge? [ psyduck.jpg ] Did I do something wrong? [ He's so baffled... ] Ah, it's this series called Cardcaptor Sakura. It has another 'Syaoran' and another 'Sakura' in it. The Sakura here... she looks like the one I knew when she was younger. But I know she's a different person.

[respring]

No, no, Watanuki-san intentionally went and snuck up on me the other day...it's how I got that vision.

[ she's not good at comedy but she's trying, cut her some slack

Sakura looks at the tv for a few moments, and then looks back at him. ]

Oh, wow...it looks like a child version of you. And she's--very pretty.

[excavated]

. . . Oh.

[ Hearing Watanuki's name makes Syaoran flinch a bit in regret as his gaze drops slightly. ]

And yeah, it does, doesn't it? It's probably another me from another world, though. His history is different from mine.

[respring]

[ Brows immediately furrowing ]

Did...something happen between you two?

[ because what is that reaction, dude ]

[excavated]

Yeah.

[ His answer is quiet. ]

I messed up, that's all. I'll apologize to him later.

[respring]

[ >CONCERN ]

...this really isn't my place to say, I know that, but...with how things happen here, maybe you should do it sooner rather than later? Just--for your peace of mind and his. You never know what could happen.

[ She looks apologetic saying it, but you never know when someone's going to fucking die!!! IT COULD BE TOMORROW, COULDN'T IT, SYAORAN. ]

[excavated]

. . . I know. But even so, I just don't think I can face him right now. Honestly, I don't think any words I could possibly say right now would reach his ears. He probably doesn't even trust me anymore.

[respring]

[ She's trying to come up with something that would make these two fight, but she honestly can't think of anything...they're literally two sides of the same person! They seem so close.

Sakura takes a seat next to him, quiet for a bit. ]

Syaoran-san.

[ Holding out her hands. Give her yours.

(Hm. She's held Watanuki's hand a lot already. Is this a pattern with her?) ]

...I'm really worried about you.

[excavated]

. . . [ When she holds out her hands, she puts his in her own. Even though he doesn't feel like he deserves it. She'll notice that his hands are decisively trembling, but for what reason, it's difficult to tell. ] I- [ His gaze falls, crestfallen. He can't look at her. ] It's my fault anyway. I shouldn't have asked him that.

[respring]

[ Well, that's too bad, because she's already here and worried and he's going to get comforted whether he thinks he deserves it or not.

Oh no, he's...really upset, isn't he? She gives his hands a reassuring squeeze. ]

What...sort of question did you ask him? [ Phrased so he doesn't have to say it exactly if he doesn't want to. ] Did things really go that badly?

[excavated]

I asked him. . . [ He swallows hard, struggling to say the words. It's kind of hard to explain it without saying what it was outright. That's when his voice lowers to barely a whisper, his voice cracking slightly. It's enough for Sakura to hear, though. ] I asked Kimihiro. . . whether he saw me simply as a piece. And I asked him to say it in Red.