Do you remember when I told you... someone implied I killed Kaz, so I was going to let them believe I forgave them, and then do something small but inconvenient?
It was Luca. I made his hand bigger thinking, hey! If anything happens, a giant hand might be helpful! Except, no, it wasn't and now he's fucking dead!
[GENTLY FREAKING OUT AS SHE SAYS THE LAST PART. HARROW, SHE FUCKED UP.]
[No, that's fine. It's better than I ate Vlad, butthole and all, because he was a rudeass. Harrow was getting ready to help her move a body, so this is like. Eh.]
He surely was going to be targeted last night, whether you did so or not. Perhaps you helped him defend himself, but it wasn't enough.
... Thanks. I didn't say this before, but— You've been really cool about this. About me. I appreciate it. [Thanks for being a pal, Harrow... She sighs.] We're all out of assholes to vote for, too, so who knows how tomorrow will go.
There is no need for thanks. I. . . you don't deserve to have your secrets used against you. But I too make use of human flesh - I have taken corpses apart and practiced on them, made them my puppets since before I could walk and talk. When my own mother and father lost their lives, I used their cadavers, too, for whatever purpose I needed them. [Yikes!!!!] There is nothing about that that inherently troubles me, the way it seems to trouble others here. Rather, I admire your philosophy.
[Anyway. . . she's embarrassed, more from the compliment than all the yucky stuff she just said, so moving along.]
We certainly aren't. Someone framed Beauregard. Someone killed Kaz Kaan. And someone killed Luca and Steven. [. . . ] And Vlad.
Someone has, as you suggested. . . left the asshole behind to be discovered. So let's discover it.
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week 2; friday
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People have not quit their bullshit, huh?
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[Looong exhale. A grimace.]
I think I fucked up.
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What's wrong?
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[can you feel where this is going, harrow?]
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[She. Can. But she isn't sure she likes it?]
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[GENTLY FREAKING OUT AS SHE SAYS THE LAST PART. HARROW, SHE FUCKED UP.]
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[No, that's fine. It's better than I ate Vlad, butthole and all, because he was a rudeass. Harrow was getting ready to help her move a body, so this is like. Eh.]
He surely was going to be targeted last night, whether you did so or not. Perhaps you helped him defend himself, but it wasn't enough.
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I won't allow them to accuse you on such a thin pretext. Especially if it's because they saw your memories and think they know something about you.
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[Anyway. . . she's embarrassed, more from the compliment than all the yucky stuff she just said, so moving along.]
We certainly aren't. Someone framed Beauregard. Someone killed Kaz Kaan. And someone killed Luca and Steven. [. . . ] And Vlad.
Someone has, as you suggested. . . left the asshole behind to be discovered. So let's discover it.
[Help. Her face is so serious when she says this]
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Instead, she just gets a weird smile on her face like she's trying not to crack up. It is very, very, very, very hard.]
You know... Regardless of how this goes, you should totally say stuff like that more often.
[LET'S DISCOVER THE ASSHOLE.]
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