trailofblood | (no subject)

They're still going to suffer.

[ He paces for a while longer, then comes to an abrupt halt, jaw tight. Something seems to drain out of him, leaving only the weariness behind. ]

... We'll offer a sacrifice. If we fail, the Echo'll kill me herself.

That's the only compromise I'm willing to make. If you want to argue about it, then we both die.

[He grits his teeth, but his answer is otherwise immediate]

If that's your final answer, it's all or nothin'. We both live, or we both die.

[ With an edge like a serrated knife, ]

Then we'd better think up a really good sacrifice.

[right, the sacrifice.]

[. . .]

I didn't think this far ahead.

Of course you didn't...

It has to be something precious enough to pass her little judging contest.

Yeah.

[ugh]

There's only so much I've got to offer.

If it's stuff, that's not gonna cut it. All I've got is my gun.

Same here. [nevermind it's a huge gun-slash-rocket-launcher]

[hesitantly]

Knowin' she's a sadistic shit, there's stuff like harmin' ourselves, givin' up memories. . . bet she could take shit like emotions, too. Could offer a favor, but who knows what she'd call it in for.

[something awful, that's what]

Emotions, huh?

[ Wolfwood can probably hear the gears turning in his head ]

... Could probably give her 'happiness', or somethin' like that.

[punches in the head]

[it's not hard this time but still]

Like you're gonna be happy after this is over anyway.

[ dO YOU MIND, backpedaling some ]

You said it yourself that she's a sadist. That's the kind of thing sadists are all about.

[also wants to complain about the sheer idea of giving up the ability to feel happy, but well]

Do you really think that'd be enough?

Only the Echo knows that for sure. But it has a lot more meaning than offering an arm, or something.

You only got one real arm to offer anyway.

[thanks wolfwood that's helpful]

[ Yes thank you for that groundbreaking contribution ]

I've noticed, thanks.

You got any better ideas?

Dunno 'bout you, but I'd be pissed to lose a limb.

[ He can't really get onboard with that, but... ]

Pissed enough to make her real happy about it?

[making nyssa happy tho]

. . . Maybe just a hand?

[ Siiiiighhhh ]

If this is the way you wanna play it... I'll give her an emotion, you give her whatever it is you're willing to part with.

I'm not exactly willin' to part with it, but that's kinda the point.

You know what I mean!

[ He looks pretty green at just the thought of Wolfwood losing limbs, but if things go the way he wants them to, it's not like it'll matter any what Wolfwood decides to toss in. ]

Yeah, yeah. Right, so. . . you offer happiness, I'll offer a hand.

[looks down at a hand and flexes his fingers. yeah. yeah that suitably suck. AND YET]

Wish I knew what other people were offerin'. . .

I don't wanna think about it.

[ Ughhh. But now that they've reached a temporary agreement long enough to at least make one decision, it's time to poke the coals again. ]

You remember what I said earlier, right?

Which part?