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graveyard part 4
 You wake up in an unfamiliar cabin. At first, it almost seems like you're in an entirely different place and that everything had been just a dream. The interior of the cabin looks nothing like the run-down, old-timey shacks that you had been living in before. Everything in here is sleek and modern, from the enormous flat-screen TV mounted on the wall to the fridge and mini-bars stocked with all your favorite foods. There aren't any individual rooms in here, just a common area large enough to house everyone comfortably, no matter how many more people join you...and there will be plenty more people joining you before the week is over. Because if you look outside the window, it quickly becomes clear that not only are you still in Prayer's Pass, but that you are no longer among the realm of the living. Judging from the tombstones directly outside, you're now in what had been the abandoned broken-down cabin in the graveyard. The cabin's not all that changed; the world outside has gone completely grey and everything you see appears to be faded and blurry. The only things that remain sharp and in color are what's inside the cabin, including your fellow ghosts. Occasionally, people who are still alive may enter, but it's clear that what they're seeing is completely different from what you're seeing. The door's unlocked; however, a mysterious force prevents you from stepping beyond the threshold, no matter how hard you may try. After all, this cabin is a cage for the dead - a gilded one, perhaps, but a cage nonetheless. On the flat-screen TV plays everything that is currently happening in the town. It will shut off once night starts...and something else will appear instead. |
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..She isn't sure if talking to her would be a good idea--she did effectively have her death orchestrated, right? Even if she didn't know until it was too late.
Well. Enjoy the awkward stare-off, o' mysterious one, she has no idea what to say that isn't likely just going to be awkward as hell. How does she approach this, really...]
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This is an awkward stare off that may go down in history.
...For about thirty more seconds. If Kirigiri hasn't simply decided to walk away by then, well...Sayaka is just going to try and break the ice here, walking forward just a bit.
No pressure. Just the girl she latched hard onto within the first four days who made her a puddle of emotions and is part of the reason she tried to take a chair to Holden's head.
No pressure.]
...H-Hey, Kirigiri-san...
[Absolutely no pressure.]
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Kirigiri doesn't know a goddamn thing about feelings or how to sort them out. She has tons of emotions and bottles them up all the time, causing them to come out at the poorest of times. And in this game it's helped her, but it's hindered her, too. ]
...
Hello.
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...Deep breath...inhale, exhale.]
...Uh...
[Come on, she can do this--!]
...Thank you for the letter, Kirigiri-san.
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[ Awkwardness descends like a heavy veil over everything again. Did you think she was going to add anything else to her reply??? Uh, nope. ]
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She looks to the Tv for a moment--she can see everything there. She wonders if Kirigiri may have seen how she reacted. ...How she referred to her. How she...
She shivers a bit, and...tries to give Kirigiri a smile. It's failing--she's just trying not to let her emotions go too soon, it's not her right to do so--]
...It...really meant a lot to me, Kirigiri-chan. Even after...
[Her eyes shut, tightly trying to trap her emotions in there. She doesn't speak for a few seconds, trying to keep everything under control.]
Even after everything that happened... [...Ugh. It's not working, why is it not--] I'm so...sorry, I...
[Yeah, no more words are coming out of her. Even if Kirigiri was converted...goddammit, she was still kind of the person she trusted most in this whole damn dismal place. And look at what happened to her; Sayaka's own role did her in. Sayaka...by proxy, Sayaka killed her.
...Sorry Kirigiri, she's...just gonna try and slip out of there. She doesn't believe she has the right to cry in front of her, not after what she did, even if Kirigiri was a wolf. A wolf, a wolf, a wolf..! ...A wolf that became precious to her, just by the sheer fact that she wasn't alone if she had her around. And ultimately, that did Sayaka in too.
Ugh.]
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Wait.
[ She may not be permitted by Critter to explain much, but she can try, right?
Things like friendship... honesty, trust... They never meant anything to Kirigiri. Not until she met true friends. Her classmates. Even her amnesia couldn't take that away from her.
She owed Sayaka an explanation. More than she owed one to everyone else. ]
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...What is it?
[She can only hope it doesn't turn into another forty second statedown awkwardfest.]
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[--the Hunter's fault! No, she bites back what she wants to say. It's really no use arguing it, not after what the letter told her. ...And maybe a bit of Sharon's kindness, but she refuses to admit that.]
...It was what you had to do, wasn't it? Once you started playing their game.
[...That isn't any better, but it's less biting?]
ahhh so sorry for being slow
Hey, no worries! I don't mind at all.
Hunter or not, she smiles--Kirigiri wasn't at fault for this. That was her mantra at this point.]
...You did much more than I could've asked for. I may just be me being too optimistic, but...I forgive you. It's the least I feel I can do.
[Mostly for the shoot out, but she also speaks of what would have happened at Hope's Peak. Not that she makes that last bit too obvious.]