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[snaketrap]

[ Things escalated quickly, as any meeting between similar kinds of their nature would. He supposed... but he wasn't supposing much at the moment because he's busy being in the corner of some room. His counterpart put him on his ass very fast and very thoroughly, let's just say. This was not like him. Not like him at all, but panic, and panic, and a side helping of - temporary - hopelessness. He did not care who heard. It would be forgotten, he hoped, in the wave of people and in a few days he would have himself picked up and all would be well again.

He'd have a plan. Until then...

When it sounds like a voice message is about to be spoke, there's some silence first. The device is on the floor. He knew he'd lost and he knew what was going to happen now. He, himself, just had too much pride.

Damn it. He had plans, too. Get yourself together, get yourself together, just. Get yourself together. It was the bifrost all over again. He didn't know what to do.

There is a slow inhale to be heard and then a quiet, numbed: ]

I'm sorry.


[ No, screw you. Two can play at this game -- close to heart as it is.

ooc: confused? good times ]

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text; Sif really needs to figure out voice

[fervidus]

[1/2] I shroud have known You would be no t far behind this.

You are NOt sorry. NOT. YET.


[2/2] You play at being 2 men. Why?.

[snaketrap]

[ why does this exist in his life right now. Anyway, his voice is the same sort of monotone. ]

Sif.

[fervidus]

Yes.

YOu are very spry for a dead Man.

text | 100% shrike encryption

[amethysts]

[There are a lot of things Shrike wants to say.

'Me too' tops the list. Then comes the questioning, the disbelief, the anger. Why weren't you sorry before I had to turn into this? Why weren't you sorry when it would have mattered to me? But she controls that. She's just some tiny girl, and Loki is a god, and she--

The thing is it doesn't matter if Loki is a god. All Shrike has to do is imagine if an older, more helpful version of herself arrived, along with someone from home intent on making her pay. She'll never tell Loki this, but there are times...there are times she feels sorry for him, even though she knowsnif he ever suspected that he'd make her the sorry one. Too much heart.]

It's okay.

text | 100% shrike encryption

[amethysts]

[And then it occurs to her, and she laughs quietly in her room, her worries dispelled: of course. This is brilliant, actually, and she's glad she didn't use voice to reveal any actual worry. Then she would have looked stupid, but see? She's learning.

Now he's the young one, wronged by an arrogant older self, and hounded by remnants from home. This can all work in their favour, the way he's playing it, and she admires him for pulling success out of possible disaster.

(Because it can't be sincere, not with Loki. Nothing is.)]

I can say that in public, if you like. How do you want me to react, though? Is that good? Or should I not say anything?

text | 100% shrike encryption

[snaketrap]

[ He would snap your neck if you told him of pity.

It's not sincere. It's one of those 'I am overwhelmed, I have to say something' moments - and impulse - and he will likely pass off if it gets too much attention; pretend it was not his own doing. Although he wouldn't call it success. He couldn't call it anything--

Well, he's said and done worse things. He needs to find a way to outplay him. Go back days later and swallow his pri-- idea.

There is an audible slap of skin against skin as his hands hit his face and he exhales with a sound of relief. Idea. He has an idea. ]

Mm. If you wish it.

[voice]

[falsehoods]

I do not tip my head and accept apologies lightly from those who do me harm.

[voice]

[snaketrap]

[ As if you're not going to heal in less than ten minutes. Go cry a river. On the other hand, however -- he needs to attempt to amend this somehow. There was far too much truth exposed in such a little time.

Subject change: ]

Had you always known fire?

[voice]

[falsehoods]

[A heavy sigh]

Changing the topic after offering an apology makes you seem false.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

[Edgeworth frowns at that for a long time. Finally:]

Whom are you addressing?

[all the flat voice]

[snaketrap]

Whom is listening.

[voice]

[jurisimpudent]

Then you believe everyone listening is owed an apology from you?

voice;

[chaineddog]

You apologizing for something you did or for something that's gonna happen?

voice;

[snaketrap]

Both.




You are new.

voice;

[chaineddog]

Because that doesn't sound ominous enough.

[A pause.] Got it in in one. What gave it away?

1/2

[purrfectlycute]

:33 < *ac rubs up against the sad man and purrs*
:33 < *though she doesnt know what hes apologizing fur he certainly sounds like he n33ds a little ch33ring up!*

2/2 text

[purrfectlycute]

:33 < *so ac goes out into the vast wilds of space and drags home the fresh carcass of a sky whale fur a feast*
:33 < *she careful scoops up the tasty liver of her kill in her jowls and drops it at the mans f33t*
:33 < *you can have the tastiest part! she meows*

1/2

[snaketrap]

[ What.



... Hold on.]

2/2 text

[snaketrap]

*punches*

[ video ]

[hostage]

For what.

[ voice ]

[snaketrap]

Everything that had been and shall be. [ He has calmed down since Edgeworth, thankfully. Is back on the side of scheming. Perhaps not as sharp but he is getting there.]

voice; encrypted

[faderbroderson]

Whatever for?

voice; encrypted

[snaketrap]

[ There is a moment. He's listening, and still breathing. Would have been more a blessing to continue arguing with Edgeworth over simantics and nonsense, but then the mind is alone again and here he is again with this looming detail, the ultimate fact:

He is cursed.

Then this reminds him that here he has no one, starting from ground Zero - so utterly lacking advantage (and aim, currently). ]

He were dead.

voice

[hejhej]

[A touch of sarcasm?]

I know you didn't mean all those things you said.

voice

[snaketrap]

[ he can deal with sarcasm no matter what his mood. ]

Mm, her understanding is a kindness, to be sure.