(no subject) (part 2)

[initiatesnpc]

Here is an overflow log for the Black Rock, New Mexico mission! The original log is here, and the OOC information is here. Start new threads or continue old ones, this is just some more room for it to grow into.

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[biwinning]

Or wind up with me in prithon. I can thee the judgement now. "Hazard to the future of the Initiative."

[whomheloved]

They're the ones who dragged us into this. [She scowls, suddenly feeling protective. Whatever he may have done, she doesn't think they have any right to do anything to him. Then again, Di has always had a problem with authority figures.] They can't just kidnap people and then expect them to do whatever they're told.

[biwinning]

But I fucked up. I put people in danger. And I... I like Exsilium. I wanted to thtay there after we won. But they probably won't want to keep me here if I'm thith much of a threat...

[whomheloved]

Everyone fucks up sometimes. Everyone. Yes, and in massive ways too. You're not the first or the last troll to put people in danger.

[She frowns, a bit surprised. She hadn't realized there were people who wanted to stay in Exsilium. Then again, to a yellowblood anywhere is probably preferable to Alternia.] Don't think like that. It's like I said, everyone makes mistakes. If you screwed up that badly then work just as hard to make up for it, show them the good you're capable of. It might do more to erase the bad than you'd expect.

[biwinning]

[... that's some pretty good advice. Too bad Sollux is too depressed to really take it to heart.]

Yeah. Okay.

[Really, he'll listen to the advice later when he's not sitting around feeling sorry for himself.]

[whomheloved]

[She's actually fairly used to this kind of reaction. It could be worse. Psii's tossed her clear across a clearing before when in too bad a mood to listen to her advice, although he always cushioned her landing. A certain nubby-horned mutant would never get off his case if he didn't.]

Okay. Now, since there's nothing we can do to fix things right this moment, is there anything you can do to take your mind off it a bit? To cheer yourself up?

[biwinning]

Not really. Electricity hathn't even been invented yet here.

[And the only thing he can count as enjoyment or being cheered up is with video games or computers. Which is kind of a no-go right now.]

[whomheloved]

[She can't help it, that makes her laugh.] Let me guess, you're missing having technology to play with? [The other descendants weren't quite like their ancestors, but Sollux is practically a mini-Psii. It's endearing.]

Isn't there anything else you like to do? [She pauses, pondering this.] Do you think there's a chance they have bees out here?

[biwinning]

[He pauses as well in response.]

What the fuck do beesth have to do with anything? And no, they wouldn't.

[whomheloved]

You just...remind me of a friend of mine. When he was upset, or just to relax, he used to like watching bees at work in their hives. I thought maybe you'd enjoy that too.

[biwinning]

You think I'm thtupid? Thaying I remind you of that yellow athhole that made me blow up my tablet, and I'm thuppothed to take that ath a compliment or find it endearing?? Fuck off!

[whomheloved]

That was not him. [For the first time her voice is something other than gentle, an edge of unhappiness and anger creeping in, her hands making fists in the material of her tunic.] I don't know you well enough to know what could help, so all I could do was try and think of what he would used to enjoy. It wasn't meant as a compliment or anything like that. He could be the b-biggest pain in the nook imaginable and that's hardly a compliment to anyone, but he was still a friend, still had a mind of his own.

[Her head is bent, hair obscuring her eyes or he'd see the green gathering at the corners.] They took him away, took him out of himself, he doesn't even know me any more, he'd made me promise to cull him before that happened and I don't know why I didn't, if I couldn't, and he can't remember to tell me. ...I'm sorry. This was a mistake. I should go.

[biwinning]

Then here'th a note: don't make the mithtake of thinking I'm anything like him. I'm not him, I never will be like him. Tho do uth both a favor and thtop reminding me of hith exithtence. I don't give a fuck about what he wath thtupid enough to get himthelf into. I'm not going to cry mythelf to thleep going "oh no, that other yellowblood who hath my quirk ith a brainwashed computer!" Becauthe I don't care! I honethtly don't even know what you were expecting from me to thay in rethonthe!

[whomheloved]

Nothing. I expected nothing. You don't know me, or him, and it's clear you have no wish to. [That's harsher than usual, coming from her, but she really is having a very hard time dealing with what was done to Psii. True to her word from before, she turns to go.]

poor disciple, all the time ...

[biwinning]

[Arms crossed. Hmph.]