the truth is, everyone wishes to be saved.

[finalring]

The execution has come and passed with the death of two more Agents. However time moves on without cease and so must the living. There are no celebrations, only the silence that grows heavier and heavier with every day and the feeling that something is pleased with what it has done.

There are two more days before the new week arrives: what will you do?

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[golden_dream]

[They walk along until Rosa finds and taps Saphir, and together the three go back to room 5, where Rosa promptly has a seat on Ky's bed.

She writes:

"The doctor agreed to act as my voice when I needed him to. I trust him. So everything said here will remain between us three."

She turns the notepad toward Saphir, letting him read.]

[ghostricked]

[If she was going through this effort there must be a purpose. So he sits quietly and attentive]

Got it. What can I do for you?

[golden_dream]

[Writing:

"I wanted to thank you for the kindness you showed me during the trial.

Normally I offer outfits in exchange for helping me, but you might not have use for one.

So I'm offering something else."]

[ghostricked]

Oh! You don't have to thank me. I'm not the type that can ignore a crying woman, is all.

[golden_dream]

[Writing:

"Yes I do. If two people had thought differently, it would've been the last moment of comfort I had before the end."]

[ghostricked]

...

[She's not wrong. And that's horrific. So he relents]

Okay. I won't argue.

[golden_dream]

[A little nod. Before writing:

"Thank you.

So, name what it is. Something for yourself or I'll make something for someone else. Or whatever you want.

Or if you can't think of anything, call it a 'favor to be named later' and we'll talk about something else."]

[ghostricked]

Hmm... you make outfits, right? I wouldn't mind another collar. I like my bandanas but sometimes you wanna feel fancy.

[Put him in a little bowtie Rosa, do it]

[golden_dream]

[Writing:

"If that's what you like. Any preferences? Color? Material? Bells and whistles, or just a bell?"]

[ghostricked]

Oh, red is my favorite but white or green would be nice too. I trust your skill.

[golden_dream]

[She beckons him to crawl up in her lap so she can get a feel for his neck measurements...

...Then a moment later her hand is holding: this. Made to fit his size.

She holds it out for inspection.]

[ghostricked]

[he is a very polite kitty and allows this]

Oh! It's so shiny!

[golden_dream]

[She'll gently slip it over his head then; she made sure to make it loose enough he could probably pry it off with a leg, if needed.]

[ghostricked]

Hmm, feels good. Thank you, Rosa.

1/2

[golden_dream]

[She'll let him jump down so she can get at her notepad and answer him:

"It's my first time designing a cat collar... You're welcome."]

2/2

[golden_dream]

...

[Then her face becomes serious. She writes, and takes her time:

"We have to make sure what happened in that trial never happens again."]

[ghostricked]

You're right. I've been thinking on that- we should have some kind of organization so it's not chaos like that.

I mean, the ideal would be 'no one dies after this' but...

[reanimania]

[ what a fun power... ]

[reanimania]

[ LOOKS SLIGHTLY UNCOMFORTABLE READING THAT "TWO PEOPLE" PART BTW ]

[golden_dream]

[It's not exactly the best thought for her to dwell on either.]

[reanimania]

[ VERY DIFFERENT REASONS ACTUALLY but he'll roll with it ]

[reanimania]

[ Looks at this... Um. Does he need to read this word for word when it's talking about him specifically, because it's kind of weird. ]

...Er.... It says that I agreed to act as her voice when needed, and she trusts me, so everything said here will remain between us three.

[ That was fine, right?? ]

[golden_dream]

[An approving nod for Saphir.]

[ghostricked]

Thank you, Saphir!

[reanimania]

You're welcome!