screwthatnoise

♥ v2

A cold, delicate hand grabs yours and pulls. It pulls, and it pulls... there's a sense of urgency in this icy grasp, as well as a trace of reluctance. Abruptly the hand let's go, right as your vision fades to black, and for a brief moment, only a brief moment, your senses disappear. There's only the eerie sensation of weightlessness before your feet are settled back on solid ground again.

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"I help her cope by my own means. Don't worry about it."

The nurse sighs.

"I wonder what I should do with this corpse... we don't need it. And burying her in the garden will do no good."

We're not doing anything, because we are reviving her.

[stumbling forward in an attempt to get to the body '-']

"I don't think it's wise to help someone as useless as that..."

You can hear her footsteps, but it doesn't sound like she's approaching you. In fact, she sounds a little further when she speaks.

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[... oh okay.

EVENTUALLY ... FINDING THE BODY I GUESS??]

That is your opinion, and your opinion is dumb, because she is not useless. So, stop saying that.

The body is cold, and her hair is damp with something warm.

Nurse Echo's voice seems further again.

"You can't see it... but she tried grow flowers in here. The ones from outside. She tried, and failed. They all died because they cannot grow in a place like this."

"That is what she wasted her time on."

[... sniffing her hair (i promise he won't lick her hair, that's gross)]

... No, I do not think that is a waste of time. You can say that as much as you want, but... sometimes things do not go right, but that does not mean it is a waste of time.

It smells like blood! It's not dry, either.

Nurse Echo responds coldly.

"Please do not correct me."

I will correct you when I think you are wrong, and I think you are wrong.

The blood is still wet. How long ago was she killed?

She doesn't seem to pay attention to your talk. But she seems interested again when you mention the kill.

"Mere hours ago."

How?

[f-feeling the corpse over, is there anything of interest]

The blood on her head is thick... maybe she was bludgeoned? Or something. It was definitely a strike to the head that did this, most likely, right?

Nurse Echo doesn't respond.

Suddenly you're kicked hard from the side.

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[HOLY SHIT

that knocks him off of his feet because he wasn't expecting that, and he crashes down to the ground, out of breath.]

What—What the hell!?

A foot nudges you onto your back and firmly plants itself on your chest. You suddenly feel two blades on either side of your neck. Nurse Echo's voice is that much closer now.

"Will you leave if I ask nicely like this?"

No. I am not going to leave, and, nothing you do can make me.

[there might be a gust of wind shooting up-- not very strong, but maybe strong enough to knock someone off balance?? MAYBE?? Or maybe not.]

Nurse Echo is knocked back, but she presumably doesn't drop whatever she's holding, or fall off of her feet. A stumble, if you will. From here she continues—her voice is strained and... helpless.

"You don't understand how unhelpful this currently deceased person has been! I... I hated watching her believe in things that wouldn't happen! I watched her garden and grow plants that would die. She focused on the outside more than the proper part of the heart, too. She put her all into that garden, those hopes, those pathetic dreams... To find her dead... it's what she deserves, isn't it?!"

[takes that chance to scramble backwards, though he hasn't had a chance to get back up yet and he doesn't know where she went, and—well. It's not really an ideal situation.]

No, it's not what she deserves! No one—deserves to be dead. I know what it is like to be dead, and it sucks, and no one deserves that, okay?

She watches him, making no sudden movements.

"She's not a person like you are, Tavros. She's a poorly developed concept. She's not acceptable here."

[pulling himself back up, slowly]

Everyone is a person. I spoke to her last time I was here, and she was not a poorly developed concept. She was a concept that needed encouragement.

She sighs and drops the heavy item she was holding before.

"I can revive her. But it does not interest me. Not when the heart is in this state. Whatever killed her will just kill her again."

Where is what killed her?

She tilts her head...

"I do not know. All I can say is that she was murdered in the garden she tended to."

[... letting janta out of his sylladex '^'a]

Okay. One last question, before I head in the direction of that garden. Have you seen a limb for a doll, that would belong to Janta?

Janta tilts its head nervously to the side at the sight of Nurse Echo.

Nurse Echo tilts her head casually to the side at the sight of Janta.

"...Zwei might have it. Zwei likes taking things that do not belong to her."

[hugging janta tightly '^'a]

Is there a Zwei here? Or ... nearby? Or, is she everywhere, or something.

"She's everywhere."

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