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grimgrinningghosts) wrote in
foolishmortals2018-03-17 07:05 pm
CLUB 33 (REGROUPING)
[Well...it seems like Club 33 is still open, and the transporters are working again. You're able to gather up your friends from elsewhere and bring them back here to regroup. You also notice that there's a very large pile of stone here in the middle of the Club that doesn't...seem to resemble anything. Sculpture is weird.
What do you guys want to do?]
What do you guys want to do?]

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[What no, his voice isn't...isn't rougher than normal. He's fine.
He takes off his glasses to look at the crack, once he's done with her arm. It's...in the same place Ford's glasses were cracked.]
It's-- it's my fault...
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[She's got both hands on his shoulders, now, broken wrist or no, and they slide up his neck to cup both cheeks.]
None of this is your fault. Or any of ours. Really, the only person I'd blame who had to go through all of this is Negaduck. But you didn't know what was going to happen, Stanley. You couldn't have anticipated your brother's every move.
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[His voice cracks, and he can't look her in the eye.]
I didn't. I let him down again.
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[Her voice is firm, now, but gentle; she doesn't look away from him even if he won't meet her eye.]
You did what you could. I wasn't there, I didn't see, but from what others have told me...You shouldn't be blaming yourself. None of them do.
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[She ducks now, to meet his eyes.]
My brother died for me, too, Stanley.
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[...Sorry, Leia, it's not. Gonna be that easy.]
Bill shouldn't have even come back, he should have been dead!
He should have- he should have taken me instead...
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Stanley, no. You're all I have left.