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Is This Where You Wanna Be? Crawling On Your Hands and Knees?
[In a perfect world, Maya would have been able to isolate herself for the rest of the evening. It's not like her to wallow in her feelings, but it's also not like her to be trapped away in a murder school or part of an execution so... not like she has much choice there. Besides, between the influence of Janis, and the sight of her remaining dormmates, it's clear that Maya simply can't... let things go.
It's like she told the SQUIP. They look to her for hope. And so, hope she must be. It's her job to stand tall for the others. Thankfully help comes easier this time -- there's no need to scruff Discord, or try to keep Spongebob from making Hate Patties. Maybe that, in and of itself, is a good sign.
It's just another fluke. They'll be okay. They're together, after all. Even Salieri and Discord are getting along well enough to help.
Cutting potatoes proves to be an interesting task, considering the fact that most of the knives are missing. Maya has a few guesses as to how that happened, but she won't point fingers again today. She makes do with what she has -- two swords between her and Cassandra.
Potatoes, cakes, pies -- the arrangement is much the same. There's even cocoa (made by less experienced hands, unfortunately), and alcohol. It all feels like a repeat of last week, but she's trying to not think about it. She does her best to keep a smile on her face as she knocks on each door, inviting others to the cafeteria once more.]
It's like she told the SQUIP. They look to her for hope. And so, hope she must be. It's her job to stand tall for the others. Thankfully help comes easier this time -- there's no need to scruff Discord, or try to keep Spongebob from making Hate Patties. Maybe that, in and of itself, is a good sign.
It's just another fluke. They'll be okay. They're together, after all. Even Salieri and Discord are getting along well enough to help.
Cutting potatoes proves to be an interesting task, considering the fact that most of the knives are missing. Maya has a few guesses as to how that happened, but she won't point fingers again today. She makes do with what she has -- two swords between her and Cassandra.
Potatoes, cakes, pies -- the arrangement is much the same. There's even cocoa (made by less experienced hands, unfortunately), and alcohol. It all feels like a repeat of last week, but she's trying to not think about it. She does her best to keep a smile on her face as she knocks on each door, inviting others to the cafeteria once more.]
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[Angus never believed the SQUIP wanted them all out of here. Robots serve one master, not many.]
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[ Orpheus breathes out, slowly. ]
Maybe if we'd looked harder, though. Maybe he wouldn't have been so desperate.
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Angus shakes his head vigorously. He can't follow that line of thinking, he can't. He...]
Just like Earth. If we hadn't assumed it would be easy...
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I guess there's no way of knowing. What might've happened, if we'd done things differently. But it still hurts, thinking about it.
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I never saw the faces of the dead there.
If only I could tell myself how to save them, save everyone here...
cw: non-graphic description of drowning
The first time I ever - lost someone, like this. It was a man named Hylas. We were on a journey, going by boat to the sea, and at one point we stopped to restock on supplies for the crew. Hylas found a spring with clean drinking water, and he was going to bring some back for us, but the nymphs that lived there - they were infatuated with him, and when he tried to leave, they... they dragged him under. We never found his body.
[ Orpheus takes another pull of wine before continuing. ]
I blamed myself, for a really long time? I thought, if I'd just gone with him, I could've stopped it. But one of the older men on the crew, he told me there wasn't any point in thinking like that. What's woven in the tapestry of Fate can't be unwoven, and trying to imagine what you could've done differently will just eat you alive unless you're using it to do better next time. That the only way to honor someone's memory is to keep moving forward.
[ At that, he looks away again, staring off into the distance. ]
I don't... know if I believe that? I still blame myself a lot of the time. But I thought it was worth sharing. I know one death doesn't compare to a whole world, but...
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The Fires of Destiny cannot be contained.
[He's heard destiny be compared to a flame many times at home. Perhaps they were correct.]
They burn no matter what we do. It engulfs cities, a man's life, an entire army. We do not know its reason; only that it desires to consume what it can.
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Not even the gods can turn back time. But at least we can - learn. And try to do better. We have to do better.
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[He leans back and claps his hand on Orpheus' back.]
Will you remain strong? Do you swear to have faith in us?
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[ He says it with all the hope and determination he can bring to bear. ]
It's the only thing we can do. Anything else would be - letting each other down, and Mumble and Elisabeth and Connor.
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...Thank you, Orpheus.
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You too, your highness. We just - we all just have to keep believing in each other.