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thefoundation2020-04-25 03:31 pm
tsunderine) wrote in thefoundation2020-04-25 03:31 pm
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nobody's in the mood for recording 6.9: the post-trial garden tea "party"
- The flowers that bloomed at the end of the trial are ones that only seem to prove, continuously, that the road to hell is paved with good intentions.
Of course, it's only natural that many of the people are full of mixed emotions - grief? sadness? anger? frustration? maybe something else completely different?
But it's there, along with the end of the week.
Miasma still continues to be around, of course - but make use of the fact that this might be the last time it'll be at a low level one before it shoots up again.
Well.
Life continues as usual, disregarding any feelings that any of the house's occupants might be feeling.
So what are you doing these next two days?
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[He can't...think. Even doing that is killing him, because wasn't it thinking that got him into this situation in the first place?
He wants to stop. Please let this stop, no, go back - why can't he ever just have a single, happy moment with his family without a damned sword of damocles hanging over the scene..?! Why does he have to remember, and keep everything inside?! Why did it have to be Rosa who was here, and not anyone else?!
Why....did he have to be such an idiot....?!
But, he forces himself to speak, pushing the words past frozen lips.]
I, I....can't.....I can't....tell you. I can't tell you!
[Because the truth would break her, wouldn't it?
No, he's still lying to himself.
...He doesn't want to see her disbelieve what he says again.]
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--God damn it, Battler, we all knew the conference was going to be a disaster! Every single one of us knew Father was dead! And you're telling me people start getting murdered because of it??
You're going to tell me what you know, or... or...
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She doesn't want to cross that line either, where she starts threatening Battler, of all people...]
...
Hey, Battler-kun... this is too public.
[She took her 'calm, polite tone' of voice again.]
--You've got things I want to hear, and it'll be worse now if you keep it inside.
[Worse for her at least.]
Let's... let's find some place private and chat about this. ...Please?
Please, Battler...
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And then, she calms down. Like nothing ever happened, like she was just that kind Aunt Rosa
Even though that's a lie, isn't it? It's a lie, you're lying, over and over again, just like meand nothing was wrong and she was just concerned -'Battler-kun, I've concluded that you are a wolf.']
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.....Go....talk in private? ...Ha, hahaha....Or what?
[His body language changes - from fear and shock to something more confident, more squared off.]
Huh? Hey, tell me...Aunt Rosa. You're just going to start yelling at me where no one can see, right? Right?!
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Or what, Aunt Rosa?! Go on, just go on - Go ahead and point another goddamn gun in my face and tell me I killed my dad and everyone else just because I found a letter?! Are you going to imply I'm not really your nephew again, huh?! Go ahead, go right ahead, it's not like anyone cares about it here anyway!!
I refuse, I refuse - of course I'll refuse to be cornered by you anymore!! I wanted to believe that you were more than this, that you really were just my kind and gentle Aunt Rosa, but it's just me lying to myself, right?! Right?! And I'm not the only one who can see it!!
Don't talk to me anymore, don't even look in my direction or think about me!! Just leave me alone from now until you or I diiiiie!! LEAVE ME ALOOOOOOOOOOOOOONE!!
done
Later, he'll regret this. Later, he might even stop to think about what she said...and what it meant for those games, for everything.
But for now, there's only the anger and pain and memories, and he wants to get away from it as fast as he physically can.]
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[It's such a sudden reversal that instantly the script is flipped and she's the one feeling vulnerable and off-balance. She can do nothing but stare in horror as she listens to his tirade. More than half of it is incomprehensible to her ears. She just doesn't have those experiences or the context Battler has for what happened on Rokkenjima, but the emotion in Battler's tone is undeniable and the sheer loathing in his words is unmistakable...
...it hurts.]
...
[Then, he moves. Her eyes go wide. Partially because Battler is running toward her, which she already surmised he wouldn't dare do, and also because something so completely bizarre and magical is surrounding him as he does it.
Rosa, of course, isn't mystical. She's a flesh and blood person, and not even some 'piece' manipulated by the witch for her game, yet... but she's easily knocked aside, crashing to the floor and actually rolling a few feet from the force of the impact until she's prone on the ground. With the wind knocked out of her, bright lights flashing in her eyes, she wonders... just what the hell was that?? Not just the power, but also the outburst.
She'd have plenty of time to be tortured by it. The terrible content of his words... Battler wasn't going to help her. He didn't care if she died. If anything, he'd prefer it. And he'd find good company.]
...
[A solid ten minutes later would be how long it'd take before she actually tried to right herself, feeling more than a little dizzy. To say nothing for standing up.]