... As well as can be expected. [ She's not as shaken and upset as some of them had been, but it hadn't sat well with her and it shows in the way she tries not to let it show at all. ]
[ she won't disagree—it does feel like this is the start of Bad Things to Come. ]
I think there's some degree of truth that this place reacts to our indulgences—perhaps this is a disaster of our own making.
[ she doesn't rest her arms on the bar because it's probably a little gross since everyone here is disgusting. but she does sit. ]
Still, it does feel deadly by design. [ bringing a bunch of people who desperately want their wishes fulfilled, and only telling them to go as far as they're able. ] I wish to win, but I'm wary.
[ Primrose finally decides on an alcohol, pouring out two glasses and adding ice. It's a darker drink, not burgundy like wine but a rich amber color. She then places one glass in front of Vira. ]
We would all like our wishes granted... but we cannot have that happen if we lose our lives. That ought to be the first and most important thing to keep in mind.
[ she nods in thanks, not drinking right away. she cradles the glass in her hands, considering as the ice seeps cold into her palms. ]
Yes. Our options are to survive to the end, or kill until we're the last ones remaining.
[ she says it calmly, appraising the situation. ]
But there is no inherent reason to begin killing—we've received no real indication that the rewards cannot be shared amongst us all.
I will not claim any altruism on my part, but it brings me unease that the seams of this place already seem to be unraveling. [ not knowing is strange. watching a woman melt to death leaves a hollow feeling in her. ] Are you not afraid, Primrose?
There's very little I can fear, these days. [ And Primrose says this a bit distantly, taking a sip from her glass without really tasting it on her tongue. ]
But I do feel some misgivings about what may lie ahead for us. We don't know what this means, or even who killed Tamaki and for what purpose. There's simply too much being left to the shadows that we have yet to reveal.
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And you, Vira?
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...I'm angry. And frustrated.
[ It comes out a little chilly. ]
I feel as though someone—something—is toying with us, and lead us to a conclusion of their choosing. And I did not... dislike Beau.
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[ She pauses to study her roommate as they get to the bar-- then slips over to search the drinks. ]
And to make it worse, I believe this truly will not be the end of it. I wonder if this is their method of competition.
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I think there's some degree of truth that this place reacts to our indulgences—perhaps this is a disaster of our own making.
[ she doesn't rest her arms on the bar because it's probably a little gross since everyone here is disgusting. but she does sit. ]
Still, it does feel deadly by design. [ bringing a bunch of people who desperately want their wishes fulfilled, and only telling them to go as far as they're able. ] I wish to win, but I'm wary.
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[ Primrose finally decides on an alcohol, pouring out two glasses and adding ice. It's a darker drink, not burgundy like wine but a rich amber color. She then places one glass in front of Vira. ]
We would all like our wishes granted... but we cannot have that happen if we lose our lives. That ought to be the first and most important thing to keep in mind.
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Yes. Our options are to survive to the end, or kill until we're the last ones remaining.
[ she says it calmly, appraising the situation. ]
But there is no inherent reason to begin killing—we've received no real indication that the rewards cannot be shared amongst us all.
I will not claim any altruism on my part, but it brings me unease that the seams of this place already seem to be unraveling. [ not knowing is strange. watching a woman melt to death leaves a hollow feeling in her. ] Are you not afraid, Primrose?
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But I do feel some misgivings about what may lie ahead for us. We don't know what this means, or even who killed Tamaki and for what purpose. There's simply too much being left to the shadows that we have yet to reveal.