FINAL WEEK

[strangerpeople]

FINAL WEEK

[Soon after, many of the figures lay dead. They bodies are splayed all over the stage. The female, however, seems to be gone.

Where did she go? What is she planning? It's unknown. But, soon after the Titled leave the Debate Hall, they are struck with a vivid vision. It is quick, but strong. Another dream, and this time, it is a waking dream.

Another memory. The Depths haven't been cleaned, either. The halls are silent, and no new doors seem to have opened. Yet deep down, you know. The end is near.

Its time to get ready. So, get ready, Titled.

There are seven strangers left.]

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[lightnen]

[ The look on his face is something between hurt and shock, slowly lowering his hand and it seems for a moment that his skin was almost as pale as his shock of messy white hair. ]

I... I have a best friend who's at home... without me...

[ His throat feels tight. Making it hard to speak. ]

I just remembered how much he means to me...

[carries_war]

We'll get you back to him.

[He tries to steady his hand as he puts it on Killua's shoulder, but his grip is far from as firm as it usually is.]

I don't think it'll be much longer, now that we've gotten rid of that bitch's upper hand.

[lightnen]

[ Exhaling a deep breath, Killua closed his eyes and tried to calm himself down somewhat. Only somewhat succeeding and managing to bring up a bit of anger now that he was starting to get over that initial shock; mostly due to the idea that he realized how much Gon meant to him and that for the other to have said that to him?

It meant that there was a LOT of memories missing of the other and their time together. ]

Yeah... it can't be long now.

[ One hand comes up to touch briefly against where that knife had cut his neck a little during the trial, the little bit of blood there somewhat caked to his skin. Something he tries not to focus on and instead draws upon the way Jr's grip doesn't seem as firm as it normally would be. ]

...I get the feeling you're the one who needs the comforting right now, though.

[carries_war]

[He bites his lip and glances away, letting his hand drop from Killua's shoulder. But what had Maglor told him? What had Killua himself told him? They were there for him. They...deserved to know.]

It's...Albedo. I've known for a while that he was after the way back to Old Miltia, and now...he's made his move. I remembered him attacking the Kukai Foundation, with that damn Song that never should've existed. He kidnapped an innocent girl, because her memory banks had the key he needed, and he forced his way through her memory right in front of me!

[His fist slams against the wall, hard and loud.]

And he played me like a goddamn fiddle.

[lightnen]

[ A pause lingered after that to which silence lingered after both those words and that decisive hit of Junior's fist against the wall. He didn't get the whole picture but just enough that even he almost had a bad taste in his mouth from the sounds of things. Drawing upon the idea that Albedo had become an enemy, betraying him and kidnapping this innocent girl for his own purposes.

Betrayal was a nasty thing from someone you trusted. Hadn't happened to him but he had a good feeling of how Junior felt about it, if his actions and tone said anything. ]

Damn. I can see why you'd be upset about that. [ A small sigh. ] I'd be pissed off too if I was in your shoes.

[carries_war]

There's...more to it, too. He's...apparently he's immortal. Not the same way I am, I can still be killed. I remember shooting off his damn head to get him to shut up, and it just grew right back. And I knew it would happen, too. I must've found out during the gap in my memory from when I was a kid...and the girl, MOMO...I think there's something about her in there, too.

[lightnen]

...Huh. Probably.

[ Sounds pretty messed up though, is what he wants to say but refrains from it. ]

Can't say i've ever heard of someone being actually immortal. Pretty weird stuff... I don't imagine you took all that information well, either.

[carries_war]

I...lost control. In front of everyone...they didn't even know what I was, and I...

[His gaze falls to the floor.]

Well, they know now. Albedo made sure to show them my monstrous side.

[lightnen]

[ Something about this sounded familiar to him in a way he couldn't explain, but it was definitely relatable when it came to some of the stuff he had to put up with. ]

Everyone has times when they lose control, right? The when and where isn't something we can choose.

[ He can only hope this works as some form of reassurance. ]

[carries_war]

I've spent my whole life learning to control this, to keep the Red Dragon suppressed so I don't...end up like that. When I lose control, it's not just a violent temper tantrum, it's...I forget my humanity. I become just...just the weapon I was created to be.

[lightnen]

...I... know how that feels. It's different compared to yours but... similar enough that I get it. Doesn't feel great.

[ While the words seem casual enough, there's a bitter note to his voice and a darkness in his eyes briefly. ]