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all work, all play // jf(d) day 3 Mar 8, 2023 22:59:16 GMT -5

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Post by Python on Mar 8, 2023 22:59:16 GMT -5

Mirage understood the nature of killing - you have to strike with meaning if you want to win. A half-assed approach will land you six feet underground, or in this case, as a corpse with missing pieces. She didn't need to second guess Ivy's death, nor did she need the cannon to confirm it. This wasn't her first gig. It's always the eyes - when the eyelids droop, and the eyes turn glassy, they're gone. There was nothing left but an empty shell, and Mirage didn't believe in souls.

She watched Itzal stand between herself and Nikolas. She was spilling plenty of blood herself, but she was hungry for another kill if he was so insistent. He claimed Ivy 'didn't have to die yet'. As if there are rules to death and destruction. She rolled her eyes. What conditions had to be met, exactly? That Ivy suffer through more hunger and thirst until she begged fake gods to kill her? Or did Niko have to feel sastified about Ivy's 'growth' as a person? Give me a break. He wouldn't admit the truth - that he was pissed that he lost her, and dying sucked. She waved as he backed off, smiling like a neighbor would across the lawn on a sunny day. At least he was smart enough to realize that two against one would never work in his favor.

"Another man who thinks he's better than everyone else because he kills for a different reason," Mirage said, shifting her weight to one hip as she wiped Ivy's blood on her garment. "Killing is killing. Nobody is going to ask us why we did it."

She strolled to Ivy's body and rummaged through her bag. "Must be an ego thing," she continued, sliding a jug of water into her own bag. "'I'm morally superior because I kill only for survival!'" She realized she was beginning to monologue, and promptly paused to admire Ivy's spear. Mirage's spear now. "Anyway, let's take a break. I have a few scratches to attend to."

She would never admit how badly they stung. She would never admit she was at fault for letting Ivy get too close.

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all work, all play // jf(d) day 3 Mar 8, 2023 23:38:55 GMT -5

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Post by marguerite harvard d2a (zori) on Mar 8, 2023 23:38:55 GMT -5

I t z a l

I had a fever
Until I met you
Now you make me cool
But sometimes I still do
Something embarrassing

Niko had it all wrong.

Well – he had most of it wrong.

Which wasn’t really hard to imagine because the kid looked like he couldn’t walk and breathe at the same time, let alone write a treatise on moral philosophy.

Each and every one of us had to kill for survival. That was the name of the literal games. We either put someone in the ground or they put us in the ground. And if we hid in a corner and refused to fight, either someone would come find us and put us out of our misery, or the game makers would get bored and destroy us anyway.

And so what if I chose this?

I wasn't some earth shattering example of someone who killed to survive. It wasn’t that I did this to taste blood or cut off someone’s tongue. I didn’t want to gouge out Ivy’s eyes or make fucking Niko beg. I just wanted to be able to get some sleep tonight without the thought that I was next to go, or that there were so many more bodies to chop up that I was going to make myself sick by the end of it.

Speaking of.

We headed toward a quieter spot on the mountain. I couldn’t help but notice the drops of blood coming from Mirage, who was either delirious from having lost so much or just fucking pissed – hard to tell – walking in front of me and clearly grinding some gears. I don’t think either of us had expected Ivy to put up such a fight, let alone for her to be one bad blow away from having her face up in the night sky.

“Kid’s always been an idiot. The train ride was just him and I shitting on everyone’s reaping videos. Can’t say he could add much to a conversation.” It had been bitter coming out of my mouth. I had laughed at half the things Niko had said that day, but now all that had been rearranged. He was the same as any other five. Moon faced, uncurious, and sanctimonious to boot. “Given he doesn’t have much to work with, I doubt he understands any sort of nuance.”

Should I have felt at least a little bad for Ivy? Or for Niko?

He was out wondering on his own now, and there were still more than a dozen people left.

“Fuck him and his little dick energy.” I shifted the sack on my back. “Yo, slow down, why don’t I help you try and patch you up a bit? Not gonna lie, you bleeding all over the place is gross, man.”