yuu + percy traumaprom funtimes.

[culpa]

[Suddenly, the books on several of the shelves spring to life--they flutter around the room and open above those present. As they do a magic circle springs out of their pages, enveloping the players in a beam of light and making them vanish into their pages--two to a book. Inside is a featureless room with an indestructible paper-like substance lining floor, walls and ceiling, inlaid with an intricate pattern of library shelving drawn in faintly glowing, metallic ink…

On the floor somewhere nearby is an incredibly sharp quill and a bottle of an inklike substance--which is clearly labeled as ‘Still not intended for ingestion unless you wish to die painfully, you twit.’]

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[plotluck]

[SIGHS IN THE MOST LONG SUFFERING WAY.]

What do you wanna do then?

[culpa]

We need to pick one of us to die, right? And stuff to sacrifice.

[plotluck]

Well I don't want you to die. And you don't want me to die. So... I wouldn't ask you to pick me, but I can't pick you. What do we do?

[culpa]

. . skip that part for now, I guess.

[plotluck]

Okay. So what do we give up?

[culpa]

. . something important, but something you can part with?

[plotluck]

I wouldn't mind giving up all my shards. I haven't put them in yet anyway.

[culpa]

What if there's something important in them?

[plotluck]

That's okay. It can't be more important than protecting family.

[culpa]

. . it's your choice, but I don't--want you to give up something you'll regret losing.

[plotluck]

I won't regret it. [Firmly. Because no matter what it can't be more important than making sure Yuu is safe.]

[culpa]

Okay.

[ ttakes a deep breath. ]

Then I'll give up Yuki.

[plotluck]

...Are you sure? That's the guy you liked right?

[culpa]

We can't die here. I'll just--give up my feelings for him.

[plotluck]

.... [Flops aggressively on Yuu.] Should I give up more too?

[culpa]

You're giving up memories. That's more than enough.

[plotluck]

I want to be sure though. Other people are giving up things to survive too, right? I don't want to lose even if it means someone else has to.

[culpa]

Yeah, but you don't want to give up something you can't live without.

[plotluck]

I can live without a lot. I can't really live with seeing you die when I don't have to.

[culpa]

. . I won't stop you, you need to do what's right for you, too.

[plotluck]

Okay... I'm just not sure I know what else I can give.... Maybe my strength?

[culpa]

Are you sure you won't need that later?

[plotluck]

Oh... Yeah I guess I might.

[culpa]

How're you going to throw me over your head without your strength?

[plotluck]

You're right. I do need to be able to pick you up.