Week 0, Post Trial - (Detective) Reaper Fam

[withsadness]

[Here they all gather, around the great Moyai Statue, who is lonely and has done nothing wrong. He shall keep their secrets as they yell at a small angry child.]

Soooo...today was really enlightening!

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[bladeisme]

Mm. Thanks.

[He'll take being called an honest person as a compliment, anyway.

At her question, his face darkens...and he shakes his head, a small sad smile surfacing on his face.]

...I didn't really have a choice. If I went back, I could jeopardize the worlds I came from, and...my friends are all dead there, anyway.

[So he would have had to live with knowing they died because he wasn't there to save them, and...he couldn't do that. Not when the failure already crushed him half to death.]

[withsadness]

Oooohhhh, I see.

[She doesn't, actually. She cean't relate to that experience even remotely.]

I'm sorry. It isn't good to not have a choice. Nobody likes to be backed into a corner. So have you been a reaper for very long?

[bladeisme]

For a few Games, yeah. I've had to eliminate Players, mostly - but never behind their backs like this.

[AND HE'S NOT HAPPY???]

What about you?

[withsadness]

Mmmmm just one! After the game that I won myself, of course.

[That one doesn't count, since she wasn't a reaper yet--and she really had her entry fee. Things were much, much different.]

I just like to play pretend.

[It really does seem like it's all just a big game for her, nothing more.]