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[senior_citizen]

because Sabra AUs are fun and games until someone loses an eye

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[senior_citizen]

...

Who did you lose?

[midgardener]

[ . . . ]


A few. You know.

[senior_citizen]

[ lightly, lightly reaching out for her arm ]

Tell me about someone.

[midgardener]

I... just one?


There was- a little girl. She called herself "Nice," because she wanted everyone to know that about her first. Even as nasty as games got, she never had a unkind thought about anyone. Which was pretty lucky, since she could break rocks apart with her bare hands.

[senior_citizen]

[ oh. that sounds nice. ]

Yeah? That's a good trait to have.

[midgardener]

She came back twice, but never for long.

[senior_citizen]

... Nice people never do.

[midgardener]

[ something in her voice is getting wound a little tighter- higher pitched ]


Mmm I don't think that's quite right. "Nice" is a choice you make, you know? Face to face, and outside of games.

[senior_citizen]

Too good, then.

[midgardener]

Mm.

[senior_citizen]

... tell me about someone who stayed.

[midgardener]

Allen.

[senior_citizen]

[ finding a spot to sit down ]

What's he like?

[midgardener]

He's a brat. And he brought his own eats-too-much curse. He gets upset and cries all the time, until he's really upset and then he just smiles.

[senior_citizen]

Like you.

[midgardener]

[ jjjjjust looks down at her hands. why did we add thinking about allen to this mix ]

[senior_citizen]

[ because we like to hurt ourselves ]

Where is he now?

[midgardener]

He went somewhere else. Ah- a forest world? I don't know. They said he was happy.

[senior_citizen]

[ he winces at that ]

You ever gonna see him again?

[midgardener]

[ I'm never going to see allen again and steve is a cannibal she shakes her head, trying to blink back sudden tears ]

[senior_citizen]

[ aahhh this completely backfired. good job steve. ]

-- Sorry. I - I wanted to talk about happy things, not make you feel worse.

[midgardener]

[ IM NOT CRYING SHUT UP YOU'RE CRYING WHO ASKED YOU ]

You're the guest...! We- we can talk about- we can talk about whatever you like.

[senior_citizen]

[ rrrreaches up for her face ]

[midgardener]

[ STEVE NO YOU ARE A TINY CANNIBAL and tears are promptly rolling onto his hand ]


What d-do you want to do next...? I have a really nice bed, or- or you could see the sun again, anything...! Anything at all! You're...!

[senior_citizen]

[ just. keeps them there, running his thumb along her cheekbone to help with those tears. a familiar gesture, one he's had to do a lot. ]

Free? Away from that place?