natalie "awkwardly cares" goodman (
robitussin) wrote in
cartesianism2018-11-10 07:14 pm
week 6, post trial
[Their numbers keep falling. Three people have died already this week, with two more on the way tomorrow. With the outburst the townspeople gave them once the results came through... If anyone were feeling downhearted, it's to be expected at this point. Things continuing at their current pace is a frightening thought, after all. Like last week, the offer to spend time together or meet in a central location doesn't come.
Hawks and Dabi wait for the morning in their cells, but the rest of the tourists are free to wander about the town as they please; free to rest, to talk with each other, and to try to gather strength wherever they can. So, where does the evening find you, Cartesio?]
Hawks and Dabi wait for the morning in their cells, but the rest of the tourists are free to wander about the town as they please; free to rest, to talk with each other, and to try to gather strength wherever they can. So, where does the evening find you, Cartesio?]

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[A beat.]
You got any recommendations for getting around that?
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His villain name is Blackmist, but there was one part of his body that was his core. Besides that, heard people have tried to vacuum him up before. He's not with us anymore he got captured. They probably have him in a large glass jar to keep 'im contained.
[ Or the equivalent of one. ]
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Get a big one.
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I can't believe that we've reached the point that I'm actually taking you seriously here.
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Right. I'll tell Robert to write another editorial about you.
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You've always been more than that. You know that, right?
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I'm just Dabi. That's all I am and that's all I want to be.
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This place, these people... Did any of this matter to you at all?
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They mattered for the time, maybe. But what's left unsaid is that even when the flames are long gone, there's always ash left behind in their place. ]
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[For all that she normally pushes him to tell her more, to open himself up crack by crack, this time... It's more a statement than a question, spoken with a tone of defeat. After a moment:]
Anything else you want to say?
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Yeah. There's a DVD in my room you should take. Got it from the abandoned electric store, had to melt a door for it.
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Okay. What's on it?
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There's something like that on the video. Wasn't sure what to make of it. Could just be errors on the disc, but at the end the footage showed the office rapidly decaying in twenty minutes.
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[She nods along.]
Anything else?
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As to her question, he pauses. It didn't really matter but-fuck it. ]
When you grab the DVD, you'll see a flower. Water it, if you want. [ Asking her outright is too much, but he had to make some attempt for reasons he doesn't understand. ]
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[And then...]
Didn't really think you were the type for flowers. I learn something new every day, I guess.
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They're my mother's favorite— an autumn bellflower.
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I don't know much about plants, but I'll take care of them.
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[ The first and last(?) time he'll offer that word with sincerity. That settled, he doesn't have anything more to say. He's said too much already. ]
Cya later, huh?
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We will. I promise.