are we actually living? or are we being kept alive?

[finalring]

After the execution, the survivors are dismissed to rest in preparation for the next week. The miasma curls and turns into each room, letting fall a cold and oppressive atmosphere that fills every corner of the place.

And yet, even in a place that has caused so much grief, life must go on. Thirteen has always been considered to be an unlucky number, but that is the number of people that are left--what will you do, in this false calm?

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[golden_dream]

[The miasma's effect is coursing pretty strong throughout Rosa, and she cycles through emotions pretty rapidly, from sorrow, to anger, and self-pity and right back to anger... Just when it seems like it's over she looks at him again.]

[tsunderine]

[you know what, that cycle of emotions is enough for ominous laughter to peel through, although nothing else slips out]

[golden_dream]

...

[slowly turns to look up]

[tsunderine]

[well

thankfully she's nearby but she's giving Rosa plenty of space]

Boo.

[golden_dream]

[She doesn't jump. At all.]

...

[Hard, focused stare though.]

[tsunderine]

You're not going to be able to make me leave, so don't even bother.

[golden_dream]

...

[She goes for her... notepad, and pen. She writes:

"You won't win."]

[tsunderine]

I already have.

[golden_dream]

...

[She writes another note:

"Get a life, Rin."

Sssssslow creeping smile as she shows it off.]

[tsunderine]

Don't be stupid.

[she says it so casually, too. as if she's talking about the weather. but she seems unphased by her words]

...Can't you see that I can't? And neither will Battler-kun now, either.

[golden_dream]

['Unphased'...

She gives a little shrug, before writing:

"And Rosa lives... despite the best efforts of many."]