[it's a little while after execution - but lili eventually goes to find majima again, two mugs of tea brought along with her. she offers one out to him.]
Green tea with lemon.
Poison is a coward's way out, but I can have a sip first if you don't trust me.
[ he's not very hard to find; he's outside the snabin, sitting on the dirt with his back to the cabin wall. he's smoking, because it takes off some of the nerves; hopefully lili doesn't mind the smell of tobacco hanging over him as he looks up at her. ]
What, 'cause ya thought I'd have a sore throat after all t hat?
[ ... he's trying very hard to hide it, but yes, he is sounding a touch hoarse as he reaches for the cup. ]
[ hey did i write that he takes a sip in my last tag. actually no he's just downing the entire fuckin thing because who needs patience? not majima! at the very least, he sets the mug on the ground rather than throwing it like a tantruming kid. ]
...so what'd ya wanna talk about? 'Cause if it's anything involvin' plans, yer talkin' to the wrong guy.
Not until we can track down who the fuck that mystery voice was.
[ when she mentions the rulebook, though... ]
...prolly means the last team left standin' gets to go home, at the very least. Dunno if that means they'll get wishes, or just freedom, but...[ he tightens one of his fists. ] I tried askin' Winter-han about it durin' trial, but they were bein' extra cagey. Not that I could blame 'em, after what happened to Heart-han.
.... right. They really walk a fine line on what they're able to discuss, and it's probably better if we don't push them too far.
[unfortunate]
But... I don't think I can really accept the idea of just a fraction of us being able to go home. We have to decipher a way to get all of us back, no matter what.
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Green tea with lemon.
Poison is a coward's way out, but I can have a sip first if you don't trust me.
[look, she'll be upfront about it]
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What, 'cause ya thought I'd have a sore throat after all t hat?
[ ... he's trying very hard to hide it, but yes, he is sounding a touch hoarse as he reaches for the cup. ]
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wrinkles her nose and waves her hand in front of her so that she doesn't have to smell the smoke but]
And I need you slightly calmer to talk to have a conversation with you that isn't just screaming.
Which - don't get me wrong - I'm fine with that too, but I'm a bit tired today.
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[ he takes a sip. ]
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[she's uh
not banking on that though]
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...so what'd ya wanna talk about? 'Cause if it's anything involvin' plans, yer talkin' to the wrong guy.
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What makes you say that?
[she's pretty surprised at his certainty on that....]
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What? I know my strengths. Fightin' is one of 'em—planning isn't. Simple as that.
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No ideas to move forward at all then, huh?
[she doesn't necessarily look surprised but damn,]
What do you think about that last rule? The one about winner takes all?
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[ when she mentions the rulebook, though... ]
...prolly means the last team left standin' gets to go home, at the very least. Dunno if that means they'll get wishes, or just freedom, but...[ he tightens one of his fists. ] I tried askin' Winter-han about it durin' trial, but they were bein' extra cagey. Not that I could blame 'em, after what happened to Heart-han.
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[unfortunate]
But... I don't think I can really accept the idea of just a fraction of us being able to go home. We have to decipher a way to get all of us back, no matter what.