Mission Eight

[killcondition.livejournal.com]

[here we have Triela in the kitchen, wandering around searching for someone. She turns to a nearby ghost]

Are you my brother?

[the ghost floats away and she continues her search]


[ooc: ttly open post for loss start]

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[killcondition.livejournal.com]

It changed into a ship. A lot of people died.

[takes the kettle off and pours two cups]

[andcockleshells.livejournal.com]

What? They died?

[killcondition.livejournal.com]

Yes. Some were the victims of the battles we had to fight, and others died in more horrific ways.

[says this all matter-of-factly, taking down the sugar and adding some to her tea]

[andcockleshells.livejournal.com]

Well, I'm glad that I didn't come then.



I wonder if you can sue a sentient castle for murder?

[killcondition.livejournal.com]

Why would you do that? Sometimes deaths are an unavoidable consequence of battle.

[stirring just as she was taught, so the spoon doesn't clink around]

[andcockleshells.livejournal.com]

You sound like you speak from experience.

[killcondition.livejournal.com]

I do. I've killed before.

[andcockleshells.livejournal.com]

... oh.



Shall we go to the dining hall?

[killcondition.livejournal.com]

Sure. [smiles and takes her teacup carefully]

[andcockleshells.livejournal.com]

So, uhm... why did you kill?

[killcondition.livejournal.com]

It's my job.

[andcockleshells.livejournal.com]

But... you're so young! You look about my age! Who is cruel like that?

[killcondition.livejournal.com]

It isn't cruel at all. It's just hte way our lives are.

[andcockleshells.livejournal.com]

But - you're a child! No one should force a child to kill!

[killcondition.livejournal.com]

They aren't forcing us.

[andcockleshells.livejournal.com]

... then why are you doing it?

[killcondition.livejournal.com]

Because it's my job. It's the reason I'm alive.

[andcockleshells.livejournal.com]

But why killing, of all things?

[killcondition.livejournal.com]

It isn't always killing. Sometimes we act as bodyguards.

[andcockleshells.livejournal.com]

Do you have some... superhuman powers or such?

[killcondition.livejournal.com]

[sits down as well]

Something like that, yes. We're all very strong and we can heal quickly from injuries.

[andcockleshells.livejournal.com]

Well, that's, uh. An advantage.



And you really don't mind? Not at all?

[killcondition.livejournal.com]

No, not at all.

[andcockleshells.livejournal.com]

Well.



So, we wanted to talk about your brother!

[killcondition.livejournal.com]

I don't remember him, so I don't really know what to talk about.