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Not at all! [ haha... ] You do the honors.
[ he gestures for bradley to have at the door ]
Not at all! [ haha... ] You do the honors.
[ he gestures for bradley to have at the door ]
...Uh. Is it real?
[ he's seen fake ones before in the hotel... he reaches out to inspect it— ]
Huh, feels like it. Dunno much about guns, though. [ he passes it over ]
[ he's seen fake ones before in the hotel... he reaches out to inspect it— ]
Huh, feels like it. Dunno much about guns, though. [ he passes it over ]
Nope. Seen 'em before, though.
...Just one? ...How many are there supposed to be?
...Just one? ...How many are there supposed to be?
Yeah. Seen a few on film, and one of the girls I met had a gun with her. Way different than this one though... it detonated after she used it.
[ he makes a face that says, hope that isn't the case with this one ]
Ah, gotcha. ...Is it just me, or does this feel extra intentional?
[ he makes a face that says, hope that isn't the case with this one ]
Ah, gotcha. ...Is it just me, or does this feel extra intentional?
Maya. She's amazing, could probably kick both our asses at the same time—with her eyes closed. You know her?
[ ... ]
Huh, you seem to know your stuff. Was this part of your line of work, back home? Or uh, something you picked up along the way here?
[ ... ]
Huh, you seem to know your stuff. Was this part of your line of work, back home? Or uh, something you picked up along the way here?
[ that... explains it! sylvain nods. ]
...So. You think this gun might be the key to getting outta here?
[ his expression wanes a little. quietly, ]
We're supposed to provide our hosts with 'entertainment', right...
...So. You think this gun might be the key to getting outta here?
[ his expression wanes a little. quietly, ]
We're supposed to provide our hosts with 'entertainment', right...
—Wait!
[ he reaches out to grab his arm, keep him from firing, but bradley's already pulled the trigger by the time sylvain reaches him. ]
Shit.
[ he hasn't played this game before, but he's starting to catch on quickly. he's relieved the gun didn't go off on the other man, but... how relieved can he really be about this. ]
...So this bullet is meant for only one of us.
[ he reaches out to grab his arm, keep him from firing, but bradley's already pulled the trigger by the time sylvain reaches him. ]
Shit.
[ he hasn't played this game before, but he's starting to catch on quickly. he's relieved the gun didn't go off on the other man, but... how relieved can he really be about this. ]
...So this bullet is meant for only one of us.
[ why is his icon so genki ]
You did this on your birthday? What kinda celebration is that?
[ sylvain looks at him like he's trying to figure out if he's alluding to a previous murder game, or is just flat out crazy.
...anyway. ]
...Lemme guess, it's my turn next?
[ he holds out his hand to take the gun ]
You did this on your birthday? What kinda celebration is that?
[ sylvain looks at him like he's trying to figure out if he's alluding to a previous murder game, or is just flat out crazy.
...anyway. ]
...Lemme guess, it's my turn next?
[ he holds out his hand to take the gun ]
...I'm not even gonna ask.
[ he takes the gun, gives the revolver a spin, and taps the barrel to his temple. but he hesitates far more than bradley does, expression screwing up with concentration. and a number of other unsavory emotions.
eventually, he pulls the trigger. another empty click follows. ]
Actually, I am gonna ask. What kinda mission is worse than having a hole in your skull?
[ he passes the gun back. ]
[ he takes the gun, gives the revolver a spin, and taps the barrel to his temple. but he hesitates far more than bradley does, expression screwing up with concentration. and a number of other unsavory emotions.
eventually, he pulls the trigger. another empty click follows. ]
Actually, I am gonna ask. What kinda mission is worse than having a hole in your skull?
[ he passes the gun back. ]
[ He takes it back and looks minorly disgruntled. Russian Roulette is a perfectly fine way to spend some time with his fellow Northerners.
It gets spun. ]
One of 'em stuck me in lava.
[0/10 not recommended.
He puts the gun against his head. Click.
Nothing this round.
He passes the gun back.]
It gets spun. ]
One of 'em stuck me in lava.
[0/10 not recommended.
He puts the gun against his head. Click.
Nothing this round.
He passes the gun back.]
[ ......right...... ]
...Okay fair.
[ ?????? lava sucks, tho, he'll agree to that. though he still looks a little unsettled as he takes the gun again. ]
You think one of these doors might have lava in 'em?
[ click ]
...Okay fair.
[ ?????? lava sucks, tho, he'll agree to that. though he still looks a little unsettled as he takes the gun again. ]
You think one of these doors might have lava in 'em?
[ click ]
Same. Now I actually miss the snow.
[ click... ]
So you're from a cold place, too?
[ click... ]
So you're from a cold place, too?
[ that name really doesn't leave much to the imagination! ]
Oh. That wasn't so bad...?
Oh. That wasn't so bad...?
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