What about Adolphe? And Hawke? [Urgently:] Hawke took a shot in the eye, and that was only the beginning of his problems. I wasn't sure he could even swim enough to make it.
He covers his face a moment. The expression shifts to something you'd call mirth if it weren't so downtrod. He laughs hoarsely into his hand. Make that triple fucking dead.]
My mistake. My mistake — it's Eupha, right? Euphasia?
Not always. There was a point where things sort of...jogged around a little. We got drugged, for one. Guess that put us in touch with our true selves, instead of buying the line that we'd always lived and breathed the sell-sword life.
Funny how you don't even question it when you're there.
[Barely, yes. In a blaze, in hot pain and leaking from new holes, sick from poison and smoke. But that's only the physical stuff. Body is a body. Maybe they'll heal, maybe they won't.
It's not what wound him up tight this time. His gaze flicks away.]
Yeah, eventually. A woman rushed the door, knife out and ready to cut. I reacted without thinking, she went down the stairs. Dead, by a measure of seconds.
...Turned out it was her baby we were meant to kill. It was mixed race. Mother from one land, father from another. Hadn't done anything but be born.
[He remembers what she'd said about her people. It can't be too far a stretch for her to imagine. And that hurts even more. Piling it on her when she's already got worries aplenty in the same vein.
The hand to his arm helps, though. Gives him a bit of grounding.]
We didn't go through with it, of course. Just tried to get out and take the poor thing with us, even if it was a crapshoot from the get go.
...Sorry for soaking up your afternoon, Miss Eupha. But I appreciate the company. I just wish I had a happier story to tell you.
[he's just. gonna feel like shit, sometimes you have never murdered a person or done a real crime your whole life and then one magic cyoa takes that away from you forever.]
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I believe so. Last I saw him, he was bundled in many blankets, but conscious.
[ and that is a good thing. ]
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What about Adolphe? And Hawke? [Urgently:] Hawke took a shot in the eye, and that was only the beginning of his problems. I wasn't sure he could even swim enough to make it.
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That's right. They're dead. Double dead.
He covers his face a moment. The expression shifts to something you'd call mirth if it weren't so downtrod. He laughs hoarsely into his hand. Make that triple fucking dead.]
My mistake. My mistake — it's Eupha, right? Euphasia?
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Yes.
You did not remember?
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Funny how you don't even question it when you're there.
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Is it all right to ask what happened?
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[His lips thin. But he nods.]
Sure. We were hired to take care of a demon. Had to sneak our way through six floors of a castle to find it at the top.
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And did you succeed in reaching it?
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[Barely, yes. In a blaze, in hot pain and leaking from new holes, sick from poison and smoke. But that's only the physical stuff. Body is a body. Maybe they'll heal, maybe they won't.
It's not what wound him up tight this time. His gaze flicks away.]
Yeah, eventually. A woman rushed the door, knife out and ready to cut. I reacted without thinking, she went down the stairs. Dead, by a measure of seconds.
...Turned out it was her baby we were meant to kill. It was mixed race. Mother from one land, father from another. Hadn't done anything but be born.
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... I'm sorry. That's terrible.
[ and a bit familiar, in more than one way. ]
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[He remembers what she'd said about her people. It can't be too far a stretch for her to imagine. And that hurts even more. Piling it on her when she's already got worries aplenty in the same vein.
The hand to his arm helps, though. Gives him a bit of grounding.]
We didn't go through with it, of course. Just tried to get out and take the poor thing with us, even if it was a crapshoot from the get go.
...Sorry for soaking up your afternoon, Miss Eupha. But I appreciate the company. I just wish I had a happier story to tell you.
[he's just. gonna feel like shit, sometimes you have never murdered a person or done a real crime your whole life and then one magic cyoa takes that away from you forever.]
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I am glad that you tried to do the right thing for that child. And I think that you should take pride in that as well.