No?? What the fuck is with you, I don't want people to die period It fucking sucks, okay, you wanted to know? It hurts and it's dark and it's miserable, and on top of that you lose a piece of yourself I don't want people to die if it can be avoided and I'd rather not contribute to it anymore than I already have
You're not a prisoner of war you little bitch stop talking around it It's my business because if those assholes beat you up and you didn't get healing, that shit can get infected and you could die ESPECIALLY since those assholes did that because of me So, you're gonna tell me, after you got stabbed and beat and all that, did any cleric heal you?
[Ogata switches to voice because text cannot contain the level of emotion he needs to covey at this moment.]
If you come down here I swear to you I will make you dead a second time or die in the process. Is that the game you want to play right now, Alex? [His tone is so terse by the end Alex’s name is practically a hiss.]
[Oh he sounds terrible. Raspy and a bit of a wheeze that apparently in no way stops him from just saying the most hateful shit.]
I guess I’ll just die, then. I’ll do it myself but you’ll still have my blood on you and your friends hands, won’t you? [Is.... is he holding himself hostage?]
And what happens when you lose consciousness from a head injury? Did he smash your head in? Or blood loss, how's your skin tone looking? Anything aching in your torso, abdomen?
[ He just effortlessly starts listing. ]
Not even magic can heal everything. Wanna know how it feels to have an injury aggravate, lose feeling in parts of your body? And of course, potential organ failure from internal injuries. All this and more is possible if you don't get yourself fucking checked out.
[You know, this catches him off guard. He wasn't expecting any level of expertise from Alex, but there he goes rattling off a fairly comprehensive list of potential complications like he's seen it all before.
After a long moment, he sighs.]
You seem to be laboring under the impression that I'm unfamiliar with being injured or in pain.
During the war, they sent us to Manchuria in the dead of winter. We were stuck in the trenches between freezing winds and Russian howitzers. I can't count how many times I swore I wasn't going to be able to reload my rifle because my fingers were so numb.
After the war, during the incident in which I broke my jaw I also broke my arm and almost died of hypothermia. I believe I was in the hospital for three weeks, I don't remember all of it.
I'm not refusing your help because I don't understand the situation. I'm refusing it because I'm not so desperate that the only option I have is to rely on someone like you. [It's... mostly true. He should probably ask someone for help, at this point. But not Alex. It cannot be Alex. That's just too incorrect for him to bear.]
[ All while Ogata speaks, there's the sound of noise. Alex hasn't stopped moving. There's nothing else he can do, after all. ]
With how fuckin' cavalier you're being about all this? You coulda fooled me. Where're your other options, then? How're you going to get yourself a cleric if you're locked up?
[He doesn't know. He's still not fully willing to admit he needs a cleric, such is his pride, but the rational part of his brain (shockingly, it does exist) knows he does. He doesn't know what classes people have. He knows some that have magic, but not what kind. Still, surely it would be easier to lower himself to asking someone else that wasn't Alex.
Granted, he wouldn't have to ask anyone for help if he just let Alex do whatever he's doing. But it just feels wrong. He doesn't want to owe his thanks to this boy. But he's not going to be talked out of it by normal means. He needs to try another tact.]
You know. [Slowly, methodically.]
If someone wanted to kill you, feigning injury to lure you in and then striking while you're distracted would be an excellent way to do it. You already proved how gullible you are with that entire "Monica Bellucci" incident, wasn't it?
[Good. Get mad!!! Suffer for the choice you are making!!!!]
I can't kill you if I'm unwilling to break the contract I have with him. Maybe I've decided I don't care about that anymore. Can you really be sure? Aren't I a wholly untrustworthy, monstruous person?
[He makes a sound that starts as a laugh, but shifts into a groan as the action sends a sharp pain through his side.]
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You didn't answer my question
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It’s not like I would even stay dead
What you’re saying doesn’t make sense
Is it because you’d rather see me suffer over a protracted period of time?
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What the fuck is with you, I don't want people to die period
It fucking sucks, okay, you wanted to know? It hurts and it's dark and it's miserable, and on top of that you lose a piece of yourself
I don't want people to die if it can be avoided and I'd rather not contribute to it anymore than I already have
Answer my fucking question
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I already told you
The man with the cat put me in the brig
I believe you got distracted by the fact that will stabbed me there
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Are you still there?
Did someone heal you?
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I really don’t see how this is any of your business
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It's my business because if those assholes beat you up and you didn't get healing, that shit can get infected and you could die
ESPECIALLY since those assholes did that because of me
So, you're gonna tell me, after you got stabbed and beat and all that, did any cleric heal you?
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[It’s technically not a lie!!! He just didn’t get properly healed.]
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Is it still bleeding?
Also, what about the other time?
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[If he doesn’t specify which question he’s answering it’s not lying.]
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Alright hold tight
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Do not come here
There is absolutely no reason for you to come here
If that is what you are doing stop immediately
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Yeah there is, and it's not like you can stop me
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If you come down here I swear to you I will make you dead a second time or die in the process. Is that the game you want to play right now, Alex?
[His tone is so terse by the end Alex’s name is practically a hiss.]
-> voice
Alex, for the record, sounds like he's in-motion. ]
Bullshit. We've already covered this, you can't touch me.
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I guess I’ll just die, then. I’ll do it myself but you’ll still have my blood on you and your friends hands, won’t you?
[Is.... is he holding himself hostage?]
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And I ain't letting that happen. Call it- fucking selfish if you want, I don't care, that is not an outcome that I'm letting come to pass.
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And I’m telling you that if you don’t come here that won’t be a problem. I don’t need your help and I don’t want it.
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[ He just effortlessly starts listing. ]
Not even magic can heal everything. Wanna know how it feels to have an injury aggravate, lose feeling in parts of your body? And of course, potential organ failure from internal injuries. All this and more is possible if you don't get yourself fucking checked out.
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After a long moment, he sighs.]
You seem to be laboring under the impression that I'm unfamiliar with being injured or in pain.
During the war, they sent us to Manchuria in the dead of winter. We were stuck in the trenches between freezing winds and Russian howitzers. I can't count how many times I swore I wasn't going to be able to reload my rifle because my fingers were so numb.
After the war, during the incident in which I broke my jaw I also broke my arm and almost died of hypothermia. I believe I was in the hospital for three weeks, I don't remember all of it.
I'm not refusing your help because I don't understand the situation. I'm refusing it because I'm not so desperate that the only option I have is to rely on someone like you.
[It's... mostly true. He should probably ask someone for help, at this point. But not Alex. It cannot be Alex. That's just too incorrect for him to bear.]
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With how fuckin' cavalier you're being about all this? You coulda fooled me. Where're your other options, then? How're you going to get yourself a cleric if you're locked up?
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Granted, he wouldn't have to ask anyone for help if he just let Alex do whatever he's doing. But it just feels wrong. He doesn't want to owe his thanks to this boy. But he's not going to be talked out of it by normal means. He needs to try another tact.]
You know.
[Slowly, methodically.]
If someone wanted to kill you, feigning injury to lure you in and then striking while you're distracted would be an excellent way to do it. You already proved how gullible you are with that entire "Monica Bellucci" incident, wasn't it?
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That's not-- [ That's not the same thing. But- he can't. Arguing with this guy, like that... No. He has to be smart about this. ]
But you can't kill me. [ Through gritted teeth. ] We've been over this. Will's prevented it.
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I can't kill you if I'm unwilling to break the contract I have with him. Maybe I've decided I don't care about that anymore. Can you really be sure? Aren't I a wholly untrustworthy, monstruous person?
[He makes a sound that starts as a laugh, but shifts into a groan as the action sends a sharp pain through his side.]
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