045 VIDEO LIST NINETEEN + TEXT LIST FIVE

[deadliestviper]

[When she appears on the feed Beatrix wears her usual cool expression, but has the haunted look of someone who's not slept well in days, too deeply stuck in uncomfortable thought. Since returning to the Barge she'd struggled to come to terms with what had happened and how she'd left things, the buried doubts nagging at her until she came to one unfortunate conclusion.]

I've got some news.

While here, knowing what's happening back home, it's difficult to rest easy. It's hard to wait when there are people there who need to be stopped. [Who need to be punished remains unsaid, but those who know her well will likely infer it.] So I'm leaving, again.

…I'm sorry. While a lot of you believe this Barge is nothing short of Hell and I don't entirely disagree, I was lucky enough to find people I love who made it worth it. That was never something I expected. You've done the impossible. [She gives a small, sad smile.] There's no doubt some wisdom or inspiration to impart, but no one needs to hear that from me. Suffice it to say, I found something precious here, and I'm sad to be leaving it.

This is goodbye, for now.

[Filtered to friends (if you think you're on it…)]
You've done more for me than any of you know. I can never thank you enough.

If you aren't hurt by my going, if you have time before I leave, please let me say goodbye in person.

[PRIVATE]

[Abigail and Anya, separately]
Keep up your studies, your progress is remarkable. Potential teachers: Bond, Riddick.

[Arthas]
[No message here; simply a bastard sword wrapped in cloth delivered to his door.]

[Arya]
Persevere. You'll come out on top.

[Ben]
If you have Please
I love you.

[Ellie]
Of all the people I'm sorry to leave, I'm sorriest about leaving you. You've got every right to hate me.

[Iris]
Make sure Rorschach stays out of trouble. Please tell him I'm sorry I couldn't say goodbye myself. Raise a glass for me when I'm gone, all right?

[Riddick]
Got a minute for some tea?

[Rorschach]
Thank you.

[Sylvanas]
Fight them.
Just be wary of which deserve to be fought.

[Vin]
I know you'll make sure she stays strong.

[Zane]
You should know something about Sylvanas.

Comments

SPAM

[deadliestviper]

[She breathes in deeply, her hold tightening.]

This isn't the way I was hoping to leave.

[It's apology, not wistfulness.]

SPAM

[with_my_teacup]

I know. But I don't blame you. [He forgives her, if that was even in question, if it was ever necessary. Presses his lips against her forehead, a little benediction from killer to killer.]

Go do what you gotta do.

SPAM

[deadliestviper]

[She shuts her eyes, keenly aware how close she is to tears, and speaks in a whisper.]

Thank you.

[For a moment she pulls closer, as if she's afraid to let go. Then she collects herself and steps back gracefully, lightly running a hand over Partner's head.]

Come on in.

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[with_my_teacup]

[He slips in-- Partner does so less gracefully, sniffing through her room enthusiastically in the way of canines in an interesting new space, excited by whatever it is he smells, however life force clings to inanimate things, Riddick doesn't pretend to understand.]

Not sending you off with nothing this time.

SPAM

[deadliestviper]

You really shouldn't have.

[She flashes a little smile over her shoulder, still shaking off the sadness as she goes to pour simmering water into the teapot, easily weaving around Partner as he explores the kitchen.]

SPAM

[with_my_teacup]

Says who. You don't own me.

[He finds a place to lean and watch her work, near but not underfoot-- clucking at Partner when Partner doesn't quite stick to that distinction, pulling him back over; he leaves the bundle on the table.

Inside is a simple bone shiv-- not much of a knife, just a handle and sharp, stone-chipped edges, but well balanced and surprisingly sharp. A small thing.]

SPAM

[deadliestviper]

Never thought I did.

[She turns the knife over in her hands, testing the rough grip and the sharp blade with satisfaction.]

I know right where this is going.

SPAM

[with_my_teacup]

[He smiles softly, touched that she'd assign it to the task at hand.]

I hope that's the one they aren't expecting you to have. [That's the best kind of weapon.]

SPAM cw: eyesquick

[deadliestviper]

They'll never see it coming. [Especially not if she stabs it into Sofie's eye.

She slips it into her belt, careful to ensure it's pushed between two layers of leather and tucked behind the buckle.]

SPAM

[with_my_teacup]

[He lets out a slow breath-- distracts himself by snapping for Partner to stop jamming his face in her stuff and come sit by him.]

I'ma miss you, Kiddo.

SPAM

[deadliestviper]

...Yeah. [It's quiet, and not quite an "I'll miss you too," although that's what she means. Maybe he can tell; she hopes so.

She pours the tea and turns around, eyes on the pot as she crosses the room and sets it on the coffee table. There's a Chinese tea set at the ready; it's her last night here, she may as well do things right.] There's a whole couch, he's welcome to come sit on it.