[Now he narrows his eyes, because she's definitely giving him the run-around, and that's...]
You know more than Stan about what happens here, don't you? You know what they did to Soma last night.
[His voice is impressively steady, but quiet: he's angry, but he's been angry for a little while now. Whether he actually does anything about that depends on how much she wants to keep playing dumb.]
[He didn't assume she did, but he also doesn't trust any of the counselors enough to think that they'd respond helpfully to something like that. She didn't answer his question about Stan. He wants to ask about a flood of other things, all of them pushing at his sick-scattered awareness, but no. This is more important.]
He doesn't know how camps like this usually work. He doesn't know why they have counselors here, or what their role is, whether they're friend or foe or something else entirely. He doesn't know why the Pastor probably knows their shoe size and how many people he used to know, before he became a God Eater. He's been running on fury and fumes since Cielo dragged him out of the forest but he only has direction for some of it. The rest is an endless yawning blank of everything about this world that he can't grasp and all of the cracks running into the core of him.
He shakes his head, tries again.]
Just tell me. What the hell is this? What did Soma die for? Are you just...
He wouldn't feel better, no. This isn't something you recover from, not the normal way, and he knows that some of his anger is like that -- the type that wants to find something to blame, something to funnel it all into and something to destroy. He's been here before and he never wanted to be here again. He promised.
But all the same:]
If he didn't die for nothing, then it's... it's my duty to make sure it matters. I'm his leader. It's my responsibility.
[It's difficult to probe into things with how little information they have. But her vehemence definitely got across, and she did respond directly. She knows. He still doesn't know how much she knows versus how much the Pastor knows. He has to think about that particular answer later. His brow furrows for a moment.]
I want to find a way to get through this week without sacrificing someone. What can you tell me?
[He bites his lip -- it's not the fact that the answer is cryptic that concerns him. She hasn't addressed this week, which is what he's particularly worried about at the moment, even if the weeks to come are also looming in the back of his mind. The things he said to talk down Chuuta and Cielo... he stands by them.
The big picture is important, he knows that logically. Emotionally is another story.]
There has to be something we can do this week. Is there someone else who knows?
[Maybe someone else knows or would say more. Hopefully not the Pastor. Please don't say the Pastor.]
[That implies a few things. That they're part of a larger group, but the same one -- which could mean counselors, but considering what he's been asking about, he wonders. That the pastor is part of something else altogether.]
Why are you here, Red?
[She'll probably be just as evasive, but it's... a pretty basic question that he's been wondering for a while.]
Were you somewhere else, before? Like the rest of us.
[It's a pretty vague question for the pretty vague answer. But something about Red just seems out of place, though that might just be the other adults they have to compare her to. And there's that shift in her composure, too. He's taking a stab in the dark.]
[Does that mean Stan doesn't technically belong here, either? Why are the counselors in similar straits? Though just because they're in similar straits doesn't necessarily mean their goals agree; especially since Red is so close-mouthed about it and Stan is Stan.
Can they work together?]
You asked me earlier... what I wanted you to do. What is it that you can do?
[He doesn't know exactly how many post-apocalypses are around but that would be his other generic option. Of course, he kind of lives in one, so it's a little grim to imagine one even humans can't scrounge a living in.
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Date: 2018-06-06 10:51 pm (UTC)You know more than Stan about what happens here, don't you? You know what they did to Soma last night.
[His voice is impressively steady, but quiet: he's angry, but he's been angry for a little while now. Whether he actually does anything about that depends on how much she wants to keep playing dumb.]
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Date: 2018-06-06 10:53 pm (UTC)[She wasn't awake last night, and she didn't give the order for him to be shot.]
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Date: 2018-06-06 11:04 pm (UTC)And you're not going to do anything about it?
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Date: 2018-06-06 11:07 pm (UTC)What would you have me do?
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Date: 2018-06-06 11:20 pm (UTC)[He really doesn't.
He doesn't know how camps like this usually work. He doesn't know why they have counselors here, or what their role is, whether they're friend or foe or something else entirely. He doesn't know why the Pastor probably knows their shoe size and how many people he used to know, before he became a God Eater. He's been running on fury and fumes since Cielo dragged him out of the forest but he only has direction for some of it. The rest is an endless yawning blank of everything about this world that he can't grasp and all of the cracks running into the core of him.
He shakes his head, tries again.]
Just tell me. What the hell is this? What did Soma die for? Are you just...
[He doesn't finish that last question.]
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Date: 2018-06-06 11:25 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-06-06 11:29 pm (UTC)[That answer is immediate.
He wouldn't feel better, no. This isn't something you recover from, not the normal way, and he knows that some of his anger is like that -- the type that wants to find something to blame, something to funnel it all into and something to destroy. He's been here before and he never wanted to be here again. He promised.
But all the same:]
If he didn't die for nothing, then it's... it's my duty to make sure it matters. I'm his leader. It's my responsibility.
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Date: 2018-06-06 11:31 pm (UTC)[This kid...]
He didn't die for nothing.
[That's all she can say on the matter, though.]
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Date: 2018-06-06 11:44 pm (UTC)And what about what's happening to us this week? The sickness. The threat.
Is that the same?
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Date: 2018-06-06 11:47 pm (UTC)[Once again, she's saying what she can get away with saying.]
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Date: 2018-06-06 11:54 pm (UTC)I want to find a way to get through this week without sacrificing someone. What can you tell me?
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Date: 2018-06-06 11:58 pm (UTC)[Cryptic message is cryptic. But she has to get creative with her answers here, as much as she would like to help him.]
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Date: 2018-06-07 12:42 am (UTC)The big picture is important, he knows that logically. Emotionally is another story.]
There has to be something we can do this week. Is there someone else who knows?
[Maybe someone else knows or would say more. Hopefully not the Pastor. Please don't say the Pastor.]
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Date: 2018-06-07 01:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-06-07 02:00 am (UTC)[Unless she's calling Stan a really good liar, perhaps. Regardless, he still has to do what he can. Anything he can.]
Red... He's different from you, isn't he?
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Date: 2018-06-07 02:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-06-07 02:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-06-07 03:14 am (UTC)[That's. The gentlest way to put it.]
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Date: 2018-06-07 05:10 am (UTC)[That implies a few things. That they're part of a larger group, but the same one -- which could mean counselors, but considering what he's been asking about, he wonders. That the pastor is part of something else altogether.]
Why are you here, Red?
[She'll probably be just as evasive, but it's... a pretty basic question that he's been wondering for a while.]
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Date: 2018-06-07 05:13 am (UTC)[If it helps, her normally-stony exterior has slipped slightly to show that she's not happy with the current arrangement.]
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Date: 2018-06-07 05:19 am (UTC)[It's a pretty vague question for the pretty vague answer. But something about Red just seems out of place, though that might just be the other adults they have to compare her to. And there's that shift in her composure, too. He's taking a stab in the dark.]
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Date: 2018-06-07 06:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-06-07 04:45 pm (UTC)[Does that mean Stan doesn't technically belong here, either? Why are the counselors in similar straits? Though just because they're in similar straits doesn't necessarily mean their goals agree; especially since Red is so close-mouthed about it and Stan is Stan.
Can they work together?]
You asked me earlier... what I wanted you to do. What is it that you can do?
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Date: 2018-06-07 05:01 pm (UTC)I'm already doing what I can here.
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Date: 2018-06-07 05:23 pm (UTC)[He doesn't know exactly how many post-apocalypses are around but that would be his other generic option. Of course, he kind of lives in one, so it's a little grim to imagine one even humans can't scrounge a living in.
Lenka blows out his breath in a little sigh.]
You won't tell me what it is.
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