[WEEK 5: Monday night, close to curfew, room 112; Jay, Yukina, Girge, Tsurugi, Andersen]

[nowyouseeit]

[OKAY SO]

[WE'RE ALL HERE NOW]

[IN KAITO'S ROOM, NUMBER 112]

[discuss things]

Comments

[thawedheart]

...Tsurugi-san showed me how to operate it, yesterday.

[So that's. Kind of a yes.]

I know it will... be very, very unpleasant.

[thawedheart]

...I know. It would be a guaranteed execution.

[So would leaving behind any of her hair, at the rate trials have been going. She's going to have to be careful.]

And that's not acceptable. I'm going to make it to the very end, no matter what. I won't let the final burden rest on someone else's shoulders.

[KAITO. JAY.]

[thawedheart]

...it will take me as far as it needs to. I already know what I'm going to do once I make it to the end. [She lets out a breath, but she definitely looks more determined than she did before. The road they're all walking is difficult, but the destination will be worth it.

She believes that.]

I might falter, but I won't give up.

[thawedheart]

[just as quickly:]

That isn't your decision to make, Andersen-san.

[thawedheart]

That's inconsequential. If they're willing to offer me the deal, I'll take it. They'll have an eternity to regret it if they don't like what I end up doing once I've accepted it.

[thawedheart]

I'll have an eternity to figure it out.

[thawedheart]

Yes. ...oh, speaking of that...

[Hmm.]

I'm sure we won't be the only people killing this week... if the past weeks are any indication. If you're hoping to catch someone who isn't us, you may want to avoid listening for anything on the second floor.

I fear the noise might... drown it out.

[thawedheart]

...so that your contacts don't think you were working with us.

[She's worried. This is a dangerous enough game for them; Andersen's already burned some bridges (unless that was all for show). If he has nothing to show for his efforts this week...]

If we aren't the only people killing, Andersen-san... wouldn't you want to know that?

[thawedheart]

[It's not just sweet, it's saccharine.

Yukina's expression flickers for a fraction of a second before it flattens out, and she looks down at her hands, doing her best to keep the look on her face impassive.

Actions have consequences. She knew, of course, that people's opinions of her would change after this came to light. There's nothing she can do now but lie in the bed she's made.]

That's correct. I'll keep my suggestions to myself in the future, then.

Observe as you will.