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reapertoire) wrote2018-04-09 12:53 pm
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week 5, monday
[ Between one blink and the next, Undine will suddenly find herself in a greenhouse. If she tries looking outside its glass windows, she'll notice that there is a strange haze that makes it impossible to tell the exact location, but the interior of the greenhouse is fairly bright, as if sunlight was shining through.
Everything in it seems fairly normal. There is a variety of plants, but primarily roses, as well as a small outside garden table. Still, strangely enough, there's also a... kotatsu? Well. Okay. ]
Everything in it seems fairly normal. There is a variety of plants, but primarily roses, as well as a small outside garden table. Still, strangely enough, there's also a... kotatsu? Well. Okay. ]
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Undine walks along the flowers for a bit, looking at them and appreciating how nice they are. She noticed the abundance of roses, though, so she's almost not surprised when she sees Anthy sitting there.]
Anthy...?
[Her mind is already going over everything pretty quickly, even as she takes the final steps to the table. The roses, Maya surviving and being the Conductor, The way that whole first week went, it's all clicking into place in her mind.
And as upset as she had been at this mental image of the Composer that she had built up, she still finds herself smiling softly. Because even if they had only spoken briefly a few times, Anthy had still been very kind. It's hard to forget that kindness.]
Good morning.
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[ she gestures at a chair across from her. there's already a cup placed in front of it, as well as a tea kettle. ]
Make yourself comfortable.
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[Undine moves to sit in the chair, sitting tall and polite after she's scooted it in. If nothing else, she has manners.
She does drink her tea black, though, so after pouring herself some she will drink it as-is. Not a lot though, just a little sip to help her compose herself and get her nerves back.]
I'm glad you're still here. Well, it sounds like everyone is still 'here', but. Not permanently Erased, I mean.
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[ if they have a chance of reviving the ones who have been erased during the game, there's no point in killing them permanently before judgment happens. ]
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Are they here right now?
[She knows how the whole 'phase between existences' works so. Maybe they're 'here' but not here at the same time?]
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[ the greenhouse, she means. ]
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Thank you for the invitation, then. I've been wanting to talk with you for some time now. Both 'yous', actually.
['You' as in Anthy, to see if she was doing alright, and 'you' as in the Composer, for other reasons.]
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[ she smiles, but then it falters for a moment. ]
I supposed we should get the Composer talk out of the way then?
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After the Reaper Creeper last week, I figured it had to be one of you. You, Utena, or Dahlia. Since Maya is the Conductor, it's not too far of a leap to guess that one of you three remaining is the Composer.
I'm surprised to see it's you, though. I thought it would be Utena.
[Since Utena was decidedly more loud and forthright, compared to Anthy.]
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[That. Was definitely the case for Undine's magical girl group at least.]
But if you're the Composer, then I suppose you designed this game and everything. Did you intend to be 'erased' the first week?
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it would have never happened if it wasn't intended.
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[Everything in the game, she means. Because it's been a cluster fuck and she's wondering if that was on purpose.]
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[ she sounds cheerful about it though. ]
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Actually...that's what I wanted to talk with you about, if I could?
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Was I...were the reapers just brought here to be erased? Is that our entire purpose in this game? To be the 'bad guy' the Players unite to defeat?
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What have you learned about this Game so far, Undine?
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And...it's hard to go along with that. To accept that I might be gone forever for the sake of a couple-dozen people I barely know. Especially when more than a few of that number would not spare a second thought to my life if they knew my role in the game. It's hard to be willing to give up so much for people who, albeit incidentally, would not be sad to see you gone.
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[And look where that got her.]
But I've been through enough of these games to know that our part in this is to help the Conductor decide who to return to life. We're supposed to provide the challenges that show what the Players are truly like.
The challenges you have asked us to present to these Players here? They do not show what the Players are truly like. All this game has shown is that, when people are told by an authority 'these people are out to erase you, so erase them first', they will believe that authority. They will believe it and will absolutely do it, if only because they're lost and confused and are likely to trust the first person who comes to them saying "Here, I have answers."
Nobody in this game is beyond saving. I truly believe that. But they have been set up to do their absolute worst, and that isn't a true judgement of their character.
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[ she pours herself some more tea. ]
What else do you think about it? I'm sure those aren't your only thoughts.
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