Week 5, Post-Trial: Seizaburo

[withsadness]

[Hi she's just gonna keep Sei company in Gay Baby Jail for awhile. Maybe most of the night. She owes that much to the person who's sacrificing their life for her's. I hope you don't mind that she comes in close and all but snuggles up, cause that's happening.]

Maybe tomorrow can just never come.

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[feminitis]

[Oh, Mary.

Sei allows her to cuddle up close and puts an arm around her.]

...it's all right. The sooner tomorrow comes, the sooner more time will pass. And soon, maybe even in a couple of weeks, all your friends will come back, Mary-chan. I really believe that everyone who remains will make that happen.

[withsadness]

Do you think they'll trust me again to help?

[She'd understand if they wouldn't, but...she still wants to help. She wants to so very badly.]

[feminitis]

I think they will.

[Sei smiles and ruffles Mary's hair.]

There wasn't a single person who voted for you, Mary-chan. I'm sure that means everyone understands you were only trying your best, and that you want to help.

[withsadness]

I hope so...I really do.

[She knows that trust isn't something that's easily won by a lot of people. She also knows that if she wasn't so small, what happened today might have been very different even if she'd been just as sorry.]

Can I give you something?

[feminitis]

Huh...?

[A gift... isn't a bad idea, in theory, but Sei is literally about to die, so...? It won't see much use.

But if it makes Mary feel better, then...]

If you want to... of course you can.

[withsadness]

[Mary separates herself just enough to drag her backpack closer from where it's sunken into ball pit hell. After some rummaging, she pulls out her sketchbook and tears out a page. It's a drawing of the two of them and Mutsu all with ice cream.]

I made one for him, too. I just thought maybe you could keep it on you for tomorrow...maybe it won't hurt as bad.

[feminitis]

...

[Oh, this hurts. But Sei takes the picture gratefully and smiles down at the artwork.]

Mary-chan... thank you. I'll treasure it.

[right up until, y'know, death happens and sei can't treasure anything anymore]

[withsadness]

[Sei can just look at it in the graveyard when she's surrounded by kinks that she can't escape from.]

You will? That makes me really happy. I don't want any of us to forget each other no matter where we have to go.

[feminitis]

[sei is ready to go to the after-after-afterlife already]

I could never forget you, even without the picture. But this will make you even easier to remember.

[withsadness]

[Rest in the fucking void, Seizaburo.]

I don't think I could ever forget you, either.

[feminitis]

Never in a million years.

[Sei will fold the paper up and keep it by her heart during the execution - but for now, it's staying out so she can keep looking at it.]