fisherwoman: (why don't you go get out of here)

w6, saturday.

[personal profile] fisherwoman 2021-03-28 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
[when medb comes looking for her, she's beating up a punching bag in the gym! her emotional state is... mostly angry, but there's some growing fear there as well.

still, when she sees her, she'll stop kicking this poor bag and look towards her, trying to see what her emotional state is instead.]
fisherwoman: (we rescued her (from a breeder))

[personal profile] fisherwoman 2021-03-28 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
...I just wish he had told me. And I'm—

[ughhhh.]

If anyone decides to retaliate, I don't have a way to stop them.
fisherwoman: (for a light chobani lunch)

[personal profile] fisherwoman 2021-03-28 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
...I guess so.

[she looks towards medb, though, concern filtering in.]

I know you wanted to find him. Is it better that we did?
fisherwoman: (or fight me and die!)

[personal profile] fisherwoman 2021-03-28 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
...He probably deserves to be punched for a few reasons, honestly.

[but, after a second:]

There's something I'm going to tell both him and White, and I want you to know, too.
fisherwoman: (hillary here is no stranger to tragedy)

[personal profile] fisherwoman 2021-03-28 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
[taking a breath, running a hand through her hair before, simply:]

I killed Luca.
fisherwoman: (and i got a block of gouda)

[personal profile] fisherwoman 2021-03-28 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
[a beat of surprise in response to that reaction, but - there's no denying there's relief, too.]

He brought them in...? Honestly, I wonder if he didn't realize at first that he hadn't fallen asleep and woken up. I can't think of another reason he would be walking around with breakfast.
fisherwoman: (for a light chobani lunch)

[personal profile] fisherwoman 2021-03-28 07:05 pm (UTC)(link)
I can't believe he used his last moments to write out a message about his bread...

[echoing that judgment! before she turns more somber, taking medb's hand.]

I don't mind telling you, but it's a little bit of a long story, too.
fisherwoman: (with your milky whites on parade!)

[personal profile] fisherwoman 2021-03-28 08:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[squeezes it back, with a little sense of genuine, deep fondness.]

Right. How much have I told you about the tower and the tests...? Not much, right, other than that you have to climb to the top to get the things you want?
fisherwoman: (just in case i don't like it)

[personal profile] fisherwoman 2021-03-28 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, they're difficult, but more than that, they're dangerous. You can't get a reward like that without risking your life, you know? Or without hurting other people.

[And maybe that's why she was so willing to do both things here, but... She pauses for a moment, a sense of loss and grief coming through, anger accompanying it.]

I've never been too upset about it before. What's the point in trying to stop the way the world works, you know? But... A few weeks before I came here, there was a boy and a girl I met. Close friends, I think, though their relationship does seem like it's complicated. At the very least, he cared about her more than anything.

[there's a little sigh there, a stirring of distaste - it's not hard to guess that whoever that girl is, there's a sense of dislike as she talks about her.]

All of us there on the floor where we met them - well, he was a nice person. Friendly, kind, much too softhearted for the kind of place I come from. It's not hard to see how we all got attached to him pretty quickly. But - during a test, she was injured badly enough that she couldn't walk, which meant she couldn't continue up the tower on her own. That boy had to take a special test, a more difficult one, for permission to take her to the next floor, so she wouldn't be disqualified for her injuries.

[...]

He didn't live.
fisherwoman: (in my coupon stockade)

[personal profile] fisherwoman 2021-03-28 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
...That on its own is probably true, but that's not all, either.

[But she'll return the hug! Soft.]

Mm, I've said before that I don't mind the way the world is. I don't mind having to fight or earn my way by doing things other people aren't proud of. But for someone like him... [...] He's too kind. Too willing to stick his neck out for other people. Even if I brought him back, whose to say he wouldn't make another mistake like that? So - I wouldn't mind making the kind of world that would have allowed someone like him to live.
fisherwoman: (we rescued her (from a breeder))

[personal profile] fisherwoman 2021-03-29 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
[She nods.]

There's other things I'd like to change about it... Things that only have to do with myself, things that are a little more selfish. But - I wouldn't mind seeing him smile when he comes back, I guess.
fisherwoman: (with your milky whites on parade!)

[personal profile] fisherwoman 2021-03-29 12:56 am (UTC)(link)
It sounds embarrassing when you say it like that...

[but she'll be able to feel fondness, too, aside from the digging sense of loss.]

He was a good guy, though.
fisherwoman: (all that stress had led me to)

[personal profile] fisherwoman 2021-03-29 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
[there's another stirring of fondness as she says that even if there's something bittersweet in that feeling, along with a smile.]

Ha... I like you, too.

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