[time to come visit spaghetti jail island. she isn't quite sure what she even wants to say to him, or whether he'll want to talk, but here she is anyway.
what's his reaction when she walks in. snarling and biting, or did he tucker himself out.]
[Spaghetti jail island where the parmesan never stops flowing...
Scaramouche is sitting on the floor opposite to the jail cell bars, something in one hand. The other arm is held at a somewhat delicate angle. On a whole, though, he definitely seems to have calmed back down again. Feral raccoon energy gone... His expression is back to its usual state of impassivity, though he cants his head a little to the side when Harrow joins him.]
I wonder if I make a fair enough target for your anger.
[hmm. she watches him, expression also cold and impassive, because they are both pieces of work.]
...I don't have enough information to make that determination. [for the moment, not really. at least, she's sad about chandra but she doesn't feel angry at him.] Though rest assured I have not come to grill you about the facts we failed to understand at trial.
[Sometimes you are truly same hat... But because of the familiarity of this sort of attitude, it's something he feels more comfortable with than most of these people. Bringing him COOKIES and CRYING AT HIM god he's breaking into hives.
There does seem to be some genuine curiosity in his tone when he asks:]
[yes. that would be gross. in her own way, she cares about him, at least to the extent she understands something of some of his broken pieces, and they make her very sad. people being sad for you is the worst, though, so she would never show it.]
The only thing I care about is when you woke up, and whether you had any intent to act before then. [...] Not to determine whether I am "angry," which is irrelevant, but because my only interest is understanding the mechanics that permit these deaths to occur.
[Sometimes the only way you can care about other people is through the fractured lens of how you view humans and humanity and the world around you! It happens. Likewise, Harrow is probably one of the people here that he's the most okay with in his own weird skrunkly way, so unlike most people, he'll actually give her some simple and straightforward answers.]
I did have the intention before then, yes. I have a feeling that it works differently for every person, but I also think that some may be looking too far into our last two accidental deaths. Still - it's never a poor idea to question what those in a position of higher authority would say.
[He's quiet for a second at that, and beneath the usual impassivity, there's something that's maybe a little tired. Tired in the same way that he'd been on Friday.]
...It was something else. [A brief glance toward his hand, and then back up to her.] I had no real interest in attending that party.
[Sometimes you have truly nothing at all to go back to, wrow.]
For the specific reason, I should like to keep that to myself. But I can at least tell you that it shouldn't affect any of the rest of you.
[if it's personal, she doesn't care. she's sorry to see chandra die for a reason like that, but knowing why won't help anything now.]
It does affect us. Lavi, Uriel - if your desire was truly to die, and it had been known - [she sighs] But no one was forced to vote for them to begin with, as has been my continued frustration for weeks now.
I've seen something of you, so I will state plainly that I believe you owed nothing to either of them, nor to any of us. [she doesn't want to suggest he should have been sacrificed, knowing how he was treated before.] It is only that I tire of pretending the choices we make in trial each week are entirely outside our hands, that different ones are not possible.
[His expression shifts and changes as she speaks, bitter-edged for a moment at perceived implications before understanding once again. There's a dry half-smile and an even thinner laugh.]
Don't mistake me. If things were so simple as a desire to die, I wouldn't have made any efforts to keep myself out of this damned jail.
[Especially given the lack of restfulness any death here would provide. Still, he considers Harrow sharp and perceptive and someone who exists perhaps a little too closely to himself in certain ways, and he doesn't particularly want to reveal too much here, so he moves on.]
But I do understand the frustration. I have my doubts that you'll be seeing any further accidental deaths from here on, but it may be worth bringing this discussion to the rest of them. Even if they're largely idiots, it would still be satisfying to see them break things instead of simply following the set rules.
True enough. Maybe I'll work my way up to toppling him as overseer of this place, given a few millennia or so.
[He's not unused to endless swaths of time or goals that last for ages, at least, so it's something enough to keep himself entertained with, even though it's clear he's half-joking.]
week 4; saturday
what's his reaction when she walks in. snarling and biting, or did he tucker himself out.]
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Scaramouche is sitting on the floor opposite to the jail cell bars, something in one hand. The other arm is held at a somewhat delicate angle. On a whole, though, he definitely seems to have calmed back down again. Feral raccoon energy gone... His expression is back to its usual state of impassivity, though he cants his head a little to the side when Harrow joins him.]
I wonder if I make a fair enough target for your anger.
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...I don't have enough information to make that determination. [for the moment, not really. at least, she's sad about chandra but she doesn't feel angry at him.] Though rest assured I have not come to grill you about the facts we failed to understand at trial.
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There does seem to be some genuine curiosity in his tone when he asks:]
What is it that you've come for, then?
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The only thing I care about is when you woke up, and whether you had any intent to act before then. [...] Not to determine whether I am "angry," which is irrelevant, but because my only interest is understanding the mechanics that permit these deaths to occur.
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I did have the intention before then, yes. I have a feeling that it works differently for every person, but I also think that some may be looking too far into our last two accidental deaths. Still - it's never a poor idea to question what those in a position of higher authority would say.
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May I ask what you sought to achieve? Is your interest the number of invitations, or something else?
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...It was something else. [A brief glance toward his hand, and then back up to her.] I had no real interest in attending that party.
[Sometimes you have truly nothing at all to go back to, wrow.]
For the specific reason, I should like to keep that to myself. But I can at least tell you that it shouldn't affect any of the rest of you.
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[if it's personal, she doesn't care. she's sorry to see chandra die for a reason like that, but knowing why won't help anything now.]
It does affect us. Lavi, Uriel - if your desire was truly to die, and it had been known - [she sighs] But no one was forced to vote for them to begin with, as has been my continued frustration for weeks now.
I've seen something of you, so I will state plainly that I believe you owed nothing to either of them, nor to any of us. [she doesn't want to suggest he should have been sacrificed, knowing how he was treated before.] It is only that I tire of pretending the choices we make in trial each week are entirely outside our hands, that different ones are not possible.
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Don't mistake me. If things were so simple as a desire to die, I wouldn't have made any efforts to keep myself out of this damned jail.
[Especially given the lack of restfulness any death here would provide. Still, he considers Harrow sharp and perceptive and someone who exists perhaps a little too closely to himself in certain ways, and he doesn't particularly want to reveal too much here, so he moves on.]
But I do understand the frustration. I have my doubts that you'll be seeing any further accidental deaths from here on, but it may be worth bringing this discussion to the rest of them. Even if they're largely idiots, it would still be satisfying to see them break things instead of simply following the set rules.
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[if anything, it makes her angry to watch everyone pretend something happened to all the people executed.]
If a more thrilling competition is the goal, there are ways to give him one.
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[Said on a little huff of a breath, a barely-there, not-quite laugh that isn't accompanied by a smile.]
I'd love to join you, but things do take strange turns.
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[He's not unused to endless swaths of time or goals that last for ages, at least, so it's something enough to keep himself entertained with, even though it's clear he's half-joking.]