pc catchall for ray (selfimmolates)

[requiemed]

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[selfimmolates]

... Ah, good point. Tell me next week, then?

[requiemed]

[She nods.]

Sure thing.

[selfimmolates]

... Any chance of it being Cunning, though? Seems like you've gotten a lot out of him despite your disagreement.

[requiemed]

[She shakes her head.]

No. I'm going to check something with one of the gods, but if she says yes, I think it'd be better for me to go with her for a week. There might be something I can get out of it.

[...]

Besides, Cunning sucks.

[selfimmolates]

Still don't like him, huh?

[requiemed]

I went to tell him I was sorry about his follower last week and he still managed to be an asshole.

[selfimmolates]

... Well, I wouldn't be surprised if he was in a bad mood.

[requiemed]

Still an asshole.

[A beat.]

Besides, I get the feeling he wouldn't be too happy about me picking him, either.

[selfimmolates]

Even though you'd be potentially saving him?

[requiemed]

...He lost two followers, but he still has one, right? Unless they have to defect.

[selfimmolates]

It's not out of the question that his remaining follower will defect. After all, Fortune lost two at once.

[requiemed]

[There's a pause, in which she looks openly conflicted.]

I guess so. I'll... think it over. I've got until Sunday.

[selfimmolates]

... You're a pretty kind person, huh?

[sudden things to say]

[requiemed]

[A surprised noise, not unlike a laugh.]

Where'd that come from?

[selfimmolates]

You'd consider saving someone you don't like. Not everyone would do that.

[requiemed]

[A beat, and then:]

Yeah, well... There have been enough people I couldn't do anything for.

[selfimmolates]

[well then.]

... Sorry to hear that.

[requiemed]

[A pause, and then, softly:]

My brother died three weeks before we all came here.

[selfimmolates]

[he's especially somber at that. family is a particular chord for him.]

How?

cw suicide

[requiemed]

[There’s a pause for a moment, rubbing her hands over her eyes for a quick second.]

He killed himself.

[selfimmolates]

[...]

I see.

[he won't say, i'm sorry, because chances are, zoe's heard enough of that.]

[requiemed]

I’m pretty sure the last thing I told him was shut up, or get over himself, or... Something like that.

[A beat.]

I told you I didn’t pick Love because of myself, right?

[selfimmolates]

... Yeah.

[requiemed]

I just think... maybe if the world seemed a little more caring to him, he’d have made it.

[selfimmolates]

... Maybe.

[well. this is an interesting topic to ray, for... reasons.]

It isn't your fault, though. It takes more than one person to save someone like that.