chevaleros | 7rings: beau

[ Out in the simulation room—or, not quite, now it's more like the wooden deck of a huge airship—Vira is standing with a pensive look out towards my butty horizon, the wind whirling past her.

When she hears someone else enter, she's quick to summon up a smile. ]

Ah, hello again. Did you want to change the scenery? I don't mind.

[ i'm not letting you fix my butty horizon

oh, this is fucking neat as hell, though. beau zooms across the deck of the ship to jump up and lean way too far over the ship's railing. ]

No, this is awesome. What - are we in the air?

[ I HATE THIS SO MUCH AHHHHHHHHHHH

anyway. it's fine. they're flying in the cl*uds and vira laughs a little, letting beau venture as far as she'd like. it's not as though they're in any real danger, probably. ]

Yes, it's an airship. The Grandcypher, to be precise.

[ it's a smooth ride so far, the sky a bright, brilliant blue. ]

I take it you don't have these in your world?

[ i do love that you censored clouds rather than just take the extension off ]

No - well, if we do, I haven't seen them. Whoa. [ she's grinning wildly at the feeling of the wind on her face. ] I could get used to this, though.

Do you live on one of these?

[ the results had vira in a bit of shock, though when she collects herself she's off to zoom to beau.

her hands are pulled into fists when she walks in towards the jail cell. ]

What is this...

Jail cell. Never seen one before?

[ she rests her head against the bars. she's on the floor with blankets and pillows, at least. ]

I'm familiar, but...

[ she sits primly near the bars. ]

I wasn't expecting this here.

Me either, honestly, but it's not the first time I've been in one, so.

[ she scrubs at her face. ]

[ she shoots an unimpressed look at the cell before leveling her gaze at beau. ]

...Do you have any idea who'd want to put you in this position?

I'd guess someone who really hates me, but I didn't think I pissed anybody off that bad, here.

After only a week, I'd be surprised if anyone specifically hated you that much...

[ it's all rather elaborate. ]

Something troubles me about the entire affair.

What, other than the fact that you guys voted for the wrong person?

[ i promise me, flurry, is absolutely delighted about this, but beau is not ]

[ nu the player, tears streaming down my face: ]

I didn't vote for you. [ whether beau believes that or not is up to her ] I thought you were involved, somehow... but I had my doubts that it was your fault.

Though that does not excuse me from failing to find the right answer.

[ STOP ]

I wasn't. I lost my fucking staff on Thursday because I was high as shit, and now I'm going to die, probably. Which, whatever.

[ ... it's not just whatever but she's trying to be flippant. ]

[ ME, WAILING ABOUT HOW I FAILED BEAU:

anyway she frowns at the mention of death, not expecting anything so drastic, but who knows with this place. it's probably smart to brace for the worst. ]

...It does seem that someone saw an opportunity to frame you and did so. May I ask if you woke up with your knuckles like that, or if you truly hurt them upon hearing the news?

[ STOP NOW YOU KNOW HOW I FELT ABOUT DIMITRI

flop. ]

I did actually punch the shit out of a wall, yeah.

[ i ONLY care about beau and how we SCAPEGOATED her HOWLS IN DESPAIR

she. looks a little flatly at her, but withholds her comments. ]

Well, I had considered that perhaps you killed him but somehow failed to remember it... but between this and the verdict, that seems unlikely.

[ she sighs very mutely, deflating a bit. ]

And so we're left with you here, and someone dangerous who got away with murder.

[ i'm going to destroy you ]

Gee, thanks for the vote of confidence. [ grumble. ] If I'm still able to, I'm gonna find who actually did it.

Well, to be fair to you, I thought something may have encouraged you to do it.

[ but yeah also beau seems to uhhh have a temper ]

Any ideas?

I don't have any clue.

[ ... ] But fuck the robot for being a shithead to me and fuck that Fukuda guy, though. He asked me if he could have my room if I died.

I'm not sure that's enough to charge them with murder. Though I share your disdain.

[ not that fukuda has done anything to her, specifically, but she'd believe this strange hole-face man is sus.

but is beau really clueless about all this... that's pretty awful if true. ]

Though, ah—I don't suppose there's anything I can help you indulge in? You've been patient with all my questions. [ and also we all scapegoated you ] I'd be happy to sneak you some food or anything else.

No, it's - well.

[ she shifts, and shows vira her collection of drugs and booze that people have brought her? ]

I'm pretty fucking set. But. If you want to bring me food I'm not going to complain.

[ she should've anticipated this much in this den of sin. though the fact that she has a goddamn stash makes something flicker across vira's expression briefly. ]

I suppose I should be glad to see you're as well-loved as you are.

But of course, I'm happy to provide.

[ ... does this mean she's well-loved? she looks like she hadn't really considered that. ]

I'm not picky. I'll eat whatever.

[ loved enough that vira is here, being a fraction jealous of a girl they all but condemned today. not that she let's it show, smiling a little instead. ]

No need to be coy. I'll make whatever you like.

[ VIRA i'm crying ]

I really don't -- I'm not being coy. [ ... ] I guess bacon. If you can manage that. I like breakfast foods.

[ sometimes you're just lonely! ]

Ah, that's right—you did show me how to make it before. I'll get on that shortly.

[ she'll bring her a nice breakfast plate before the night's over. ]

It looks as though your friends have you covered, but let me know if there's anything else you require. Desserts, more drinks, oh, or a kiss, perhaps?

[ she's just teasing now. though maybe she'll bring beau a scalpel. ]

[ that's so nice of her :( ]

-- Gods, don't tease a dead girl walking. [ beau says, with some amount of amusement. ]

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