KILL LOG; JONAS

[reapertoire]

[ breaking news from shibuya right before the thursday curfew: the jonas brothers are breaking up again!

wait.

no, it's a brother named jonas breaking up into pieces. my mistake. ]

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[jonasbrother]

Yeah.

... you know, I was gonna -- I considered offing someone in this game to make sure she lived. I talked to the Composer and everything.

Magnus and Taako talked me out of it, though. Alex would just be ashamed of me.

[paook]

[ oh... that gets the most wry smile on her. she wonders if miki would be ashamed too? ...she's not going to think about miki right now. ]

Everyone has those moments. You shouldn't be hard on yourself. It's only human right?

[jonasbrother]

Yeah, but I hope they didn't tell Alex in the end. That'd be super awkward...

[ He's acting like he's about to walk off, eager to get in before curfew. ]

You should get home safe, right?

[paook]

Mhm. You too.

[ miki would be ashamed. but, miki was too selfless and too caring and she was killed by an unjust world. nothing is fair in the end... ]

And thanks Jonas.

[jonasbrother]

No problem. Take care.

[ He waves over his shoulder and turns to leave. ]

[paook]

[ she doesn't say anything and, for the briefest moment, she hesitates. but then she remembers who she's doing this for, remembers the desperate way she pleaded for her life to those pointing the guns at them.

the others will kill her if they learn what she did. but what's one angry mob compared to the next?

she pulls out the stun gun from her pants, takes a deep breath, and fires. the wires shoot out and connect right with jonas' back, immediately shocking him on contact. ]

[jonasbrother]

[ He doesn't see it coming, but as soon as he's stunned, he struggles futilely against himself to get back up, failing. Not like this. Not after he promised he wouldn't, not after--

Alex, no.

He's so sorry. He tries to choke out a garbled noise but even that falls deaf, too. ]

[paook]

[ she drops the gun and walks to just around behind the raw egg machine - she hid a knife behind there before seeking out a victim. jonas was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.

in her hands she grips the knife tight, too tight she knows, and hurriedly walks to jonas on the ground. she kneels herself down over him, takes a deep breath breath, and plunges the knife down. it isn't just a stab, but a whole long cut going down the center. she wants to make it quick and decisive, because if she doesn't then he'll cry and call for help and her heart won't be able to take that.

too weak, and too frail. she thought she discarded those parts of herself. ]

[jonasbrother]

[ It's not long for shock and blood loss to take its toll on him. The only thought, reeling in the back of his head, is that maybe, he goes where Mom is now. Maybe that isn't so bad, getting it right the second time.

Jonas is dead. ]

[paook]

[ she holds the dagger tight in one spot for a few moments, until she sees he's no longer moving or twitching, and then stands up to stumble a few paces away from the body. she quickly examines her hands and clothes, only tiny specks of blood on her hands that she can wash away. her clothes don't look stained at least.

she pants wildly and swallows tight, trying her hardest not to cry. why should she cry? she just killed a boy. and it isn't the first time she killed either, but... right in the back. it's so heartless. ]

I'm sorry. [ she says emptily, knowing no one is around to hear. as usual, she's alone, and she feels a wetness on her cheeks. ] Please be ok Jonas. Wherever your soul goes... I'm sorry...