Oh, yeah? I'll be sure to tell that to the fungus next time it tries to hijack my brain because of your stupid bullshit simulation. Ooh, or we could just tell all the infected people back home that if they'd tried just a little harder they could just stop being infected and murdering their loved one. Take a couple deep breaths and maybe they won't tear off their brother's face.
[ she says it with all the seething contempt a teenage girl can muster. ]
I mean, shit, if we just had you, maybe the world wouldn't have fallen apart! Good job, Jer.
[ logic says she should probably not take her self-hatred and anger out on the dude who gets to decide what she has to do, but-- lol. lmao even. ]
Yeah, they would, if they have a single fucking braincell inside their head. Especially after that. You can't tell me you don't know what this shit does to a place, 'cause if you don't, you're pretty goddamn stupid. And if you did, you decided to drag the only hope for a cure here so you can play FEDRA? Man, that's pretty fucked. Maybe you should be in this seat.
We are aware that circumstances are different in your world. However, this world makes an attempt for an allowance of free will.
[he doesn't think he sounds unreasonable!!
and he's honestly so used to being yelled at by the Chosen, he just stands there and takes it. maybe he even missed it. no he didn't]
Cures for ailments can't always be spread across universes and timelines. For instance, we cannot ensure death isn't permanent in other worlds that isn't this one. Those people have not turned into the monsters you described, have they?
[ you know, it's too bad she's not infected anymore (???) and can't bite him-- ]
For now. Until your stupid program fucks them up too. You want me to own up to biting people? Fine. I did it. I didn't want to, but it fucking happened. It's not safe for you to have me here no matter what. You get that, right?
If this place gets as fucked up as mine is because this weird little judge thing you like to do, don't blame me for something that isn't my fault.
[ she'll do it enough herself. ]
But I can't just fucking tell them that. You don't-- [ she rubs at her face. if you're infected, you die. no matter how young or old, how beloved or hated. even talking to Jerry about it now sets her on edge, every instinct screaming to keep it secret.
she doesn't like being scared. anger is better. better than thinking about how what it means to her is nothing but death. it means watching Riley, Tess, Sam, die again and again every night when it hits her all over again that she can't do anything trapped here. ]
It's fucking personal, Jerry. What it means. What it's done, being like this. Maybe you can sit up there and judge me and decide whatever you want, but it's not that fucking easy!
[he watches, as if he's trying to read her reactions. see what she's really feeling in this moment. there's a lot of Chosen who act out of anger, though, so he can't really say he's surprised out of all of this.]
It's not me that you have to own up to.
[it's the other Chosen. but he leaves that hanging as an implication.]
Rehabilitation was never meant to be easy. There are a few who have overcome the crimes they have been charged with. My superior believes that everyone here is capable of this change.
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[ her head whips around, taking in the court room with a look of panic that melts into bewilderment. ]
You can't be serious. First, I had no control over it. Second, they'll fucking kill me!
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[he's used to the Chosen being jumpy while in here. it's just in their nature.
maybe he liked it better when he didn't have to speak to them-]
Do you think so lowly of your fellow Chosen, that they'd kill you for your secret?
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[ she says it with all the seething contempt a teenage girl can muster. ]
I mean, shit, if we just had you, maybe the world wouldn't have fallen apart! Good job, Jer.
[ logic says she should probably not take her self-hatred and anger out on the dude who gets to decide what she has to do, but-- lol. lmao even. ]
Yeah, they would, if they have a single fucking braincell inside their head. Especially after that. You can't tell me you don't know what this shit does to a place, 'cause if you don't, you're pretty goddamn stupid. And if you did, you decided to drag the only hope for a cure here so you can play FEDRA? Man, that's pretty fucked. Maybe you should be in this seat.
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[he doesn't think he sounds unreasonable!!
and he's honestly so used to being yelled at by the Chosen, he just stands there and takes it. maybe he even missed it.
no he didn't]Cures for ailments can't always be spread across universes and timelines. For instance, we cannot ensure death isn't permanent in other worlds that isn't this one. Those people have not turned into the monsters you described, have they?
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For now. Until your stupid program fucks them up too. You want me to own up to biting people? Fine. I did it. I didn't want to, but it fucking happened. It's not safe for you to have me here no matter what. You get that, right?
If this place gets as fucked up as mine is because this weird little judge thing you like to do, don't blame me for something that isn't my fault.
[ she'll do it enough herself. ]
But I can't just fucking tell them that. You don't-- [ she rubs at her face. if you're infected, you die. no matter how young or old, how beloved or hated. even talking to Jerry about it now sets her on edge, every instinct screaming to keep it secret.
she doesn't like being scared. anger is better. better than thinking about how what it means to her is nothing but death. it means watching Riley, Tess, Sam, die again and again every night when it hits her all over again that she can't do anything trapped here. ]
It's fucking personal, Jerry. What it means. What it's done, being like this. Maybe you can sit up there and judge me and decide whatever you want, but it's not that fucking easy!
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It's not me that you have to own up to.
[it's the other Chosen. but he leaves that hanging as an implication.]
Rehabilitation was never meant to be easy. There are a few who have overcome the crimes they have been charged with. My superior believes that everyone here is capable of this change.
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[ she slumps lower in her chair, arms crossed. ]
Have your superiors tried actually looking at why these crimes are being committed, or are they too busy sticking their nose up at us?
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maybe he shouldn't consider it a win yet.]
They aren't always capable of understanding. That's another part of the reason why you all are here.
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And what's in it for them?
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[listen, he'd be 0% surprised if she tried.]
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Such as?
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[ she crosses her arms, leaning forward on them. ]
Whatever. Are we done?
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If you leave this room, you will re-awaken in your bed.
[he motions to a massive wooden door behind her.]
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then, suddenly, she stops and turns on her heel. literally, because she's dramatic like that. ]
...So if I can just walk out, what's the point of asking if I'm guilty or not.
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My superior wishes to learn. They cannot learn if we never interact.
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[ and with double middle fingers, she's gone.
good talk! ]