[ Why must every week be like this. Power is crawling into whatever hideyhole is the chosen jail of the week, and she's just got a bunch of stuff... again. ]
[ If he had denied it, she would've twisted it into some manner of win for herself anyway. But she's gonna plop down here with her jackets and scarf and tea anyway and shove it closer to him. ]
If you think making yourself miserable is the right answer or something, you're wrong.
[ Do you think I'm gonna POISON YOU ROcha. Okay maybe, it's clearly not very well-made. The teabag has been in there anywhere between 'not long enough' and 'definitely too long' but definitely not 'perfect steep'.
... It's not exactly a promise. When the angel approaches you, you feel that you believe what they say, however illogical. It wasn't until towards the end of trial, when I was found out, that my mind was clear again.
... Oh. So you didn't really realise right until then?
[ Mind control. Poignant little thing. It does make her grimace in a rare way, like she understands it. Almost. ]
...
[ This sucks. Death happens, and Power is mostly fine with it. If it hurts, it's only for a little, and then it fades. But what do you do when you're faced with someone with a death sentence? When it feels like there should be a fighting chance still, but there isn't. ]
'Tis a bit more dire than I thought, then. I guess.
... I thought I had to take a life in order to prevent more dire consequences. From what I've heard, other killers seemed to have believed in similar notions.
Susato tried to reason with me that night—point out that I was likely being deceived—but she soon realized I couldn't see it.
Tell me lots about what it's like over there! And if Sheba's okay! And Susie, and that tall nerd boy! Ask if there's anything they want, other than more pizza and drawings!
[ It's like saying goodbye to a friend before they leave for the airport, rather than a goodbye for someone on death row. This is still pre-execution before all the brutality, it's fine. ]
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W5 SATURDAY : POST-TRIAL.
Idiot. Dumb. Stupid.
[ Wow. Even as she puts down a tea here? ]
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Indeed.
[he's not going to disagree?]
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[ If he had denied it, she would've twisted it into some manner of win for herself anyway. But she's gonna plop down here with her jackets and scarf and tea anyway and shove it closer to him. ]
If you think making yourself miserable is the right answer or something, you're wrong.
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... Well, you're right about that. In the end, it's just to soothe the ego.
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She's just going to grumpily sit here, though. ]
...Did you get a choice?
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he has had experience within the past few days with tampered food/drink]
In who to kill? Yes.
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Then why her? Did you just like the other choices more?
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[and it'd be hard to name more than a few people, if anyone, that he liked more than susato.]
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[ She looks like she's thinking about that... for different reasons. ]
Then I just don't get it, I guess. If I had to choose, I'd just kill someone I didn't like.
... Was the promise really that good?
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[ Mind control. Poignant little thing. It does make her grimace in a rare way, like she understands it. Almost. ]
...
[ This sucks. Death happens, and Power is mostly fine with it. If it hurts, it's only for a little, and then it fades. But what do you do when you're faced with someone with a death sentence? When it feels like there should be a fighting chance still, but there isn't. ]
'Tis a bit more dire than I thought, then. I guess.
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Susato tried to reason with me that night—point out that I was likely being deceived—but she soon realized I couldn't see it.
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[ Rochalízo is such a sad soul. ]
This angel truly is the image of a nasty devil.
It didn't tell you anything else, did it? How it looked or what it's name was?
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[ Fine... she releases whatever else she brought. A wrapped candy I guess. It's Rochalízo's now, role reversal. ]
It will be chilly.
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... It's been cold for a while, really.
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If you do die, you'll send a letter, won't you?
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Hm, I'll consider it.
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...Or at least send one. To anyone! As long as they share a little.
[ She just keeps coming after every executionee like 'send a goddamn letter or else'. She likes! Knowing that they're out there! ]
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Tell me lots about what it's like over there! And if Sheba's okay! And Susie, and that tall nerd boy! Ask if there's anything they want, other than more pizza and drawings!
[ It's like saying goodbye to a friend before they leave for the airport, rather than a goodbye for someone on death row. This is still pre-execution before all the brutality, it's fine. ]
And... [ Thinking. ] Is there anything you want?
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[no promises, though.]
... Just keep on being yourself.
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[ Since that's the rules of how devils work -- maybe they won't die the typical way, but it's still the death of a person.
She hands him another scarf at least? ]
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[he takes it.
imagine if i retconned execution to be like "he was wearing it so kaeya destroyed it when he nearly beheaded rochalizo"]
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Of course, I am very lovable after all. [ Thank you for the compliment, it will go directly to her ego. ]
Try not to stay sad for long, Rochalizo boy! Even when you were yelling at me, it was quite fun.
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