deadliestviper: (for that i am sorry)
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[Coming out of her first death toll (first real death toll; those times on the Mirror Barge don’t count), Beatrix is in bad shape. Everything hurts and she’s moving much slower than normal, shivering from a cold that just won’t go away. But there are things to be said, news to be shared, and they won’t wait for her to feel better. When the audio clicks on it catches nothing but a breath of air, the sound of hair brushing fabric and skin. Then a throaty voice, hoarse, one straining to sound as normal as possible:]

I want to apologize for everything my other self did. [She pauses; she wishes she could say she’d never done it, but in a sense she hadn’t. She wishes she could say it sickens her to see what her other self is capable of, but all the crimes were those she’d committed before.

Maybe all she can say is that she’ll never do it again.
]

I won’t ask anyone to trust me after that. But if any of the people I hurt need satisfaction, whether in the form of words or blood, they’ll have it.

Just make it quick, please. I have unfinished business at home.

Private Messages

[Cecil, Vin, and Bond, separately]
We need to talk. [Mostly about how you’d better not be like that normally.]

[Arya]
I am not happy with you.

[Anya and Ben]
Please know that in my right mind I’d never would do anything to hurt either of you. You don’t have to believe it, but I need to say it.

[Zack]
I… Thank you. Thank you so much. For everything.

And I’m so sorry for trying to kill you.

[Friends and Family]
I’m sorry, again, about what I was.

I don’t know why, but I just – graduated. [She sounds supremely confused about this. Yes, Mirror Barge taught her two lessons, that death is cruel but can also be merciful, that war isn’t always the way to go. They seem like such simple truths, but they’re difficult to realize.] I’m going home. If you’re up for it, I’d like to see you before I go.

[Private]

Date: 2013-11-01 05:29 pm (UTC)
lastrat: (a door left open)
From: [personal profile] lastrat
I'd rather not.

[He's drunk: it's not immediately evident. He's being facetious but at the same time, there is weight in his voice. He's trying to escape dwelling. Talking doesn't make it easier.]

[Private]

Date: 2013-11-01 06:10 pm (UTC)
lastrat: (a thousand miles and poles apart)
From: [personal profile] lastrat
What do you need to hear?

[Private]

Date: 2013-11-01 06:55 pm (UTC)
lastrat: (when it crumbles)
From: [personal profile] lastrat
Never.

[That, at least, he sounds clear for. He's been turned down before: he doesn't respond with assault.]

[Private]

Date: 2013-11-01 07:29 pm (UTC)
lastrat: (a look in your eye)
From: [personal profile] lastrat
[It's a frustration, in his mind: he wants to get back to the quiet, to the clink of his glass against the bar, or bottles as he refills.

But he turns on the video, because she has memories the same as he does, and maybe he owes her that much.]


I'm not a rapist.

[He meets her eyes. He's vehement, and truthful. He wants nothing to do with that Bond.]

[Private]

Date: 2013-11-01 10:15 pm (UTC)
lastrat: (live and let die.)
From: [personal profile] lastrat
Thank you.

[It's not grateful, but not quite snide. He turns his feed back to audio only.]

Is that all?

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