sea witch + captain hook trauma game

[pchaaair]

[so we're in a cell and everything sucks]

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[scratched]

[silently gets up and starts pacing because]


[panic]

[pchaaair]

. . . I'll ask.

[scratched]

[whipping around]

You'll ask what?

[pchaaair]

What they even want us, to actually bargain, so we can actually decide, what to do.

[scratched]

Oh. Fine, yeah. Go ahead and ask and get your vague, non-committal bullshit answer.

[pchaaair]

It'll still be more to work with, than what we actually had before.

[goes to do that :x]

[pchaaair]

[And then this frustrating conversation happened]

They are, absolutely no help.

[scratched]

That development has totally blindsided me.

[pchaaair]

Yeah, okay, it was a stupid hope to have, that they would actually tell us something helpful.

[scratched]

. . . It's not stupid.

[pchaaair]

It kind of is, considering the kind of game we're in right now.

[scratched]

Hell of a lot less stupid than being too stubborn to even ask.

[pchaaair]

I guess.

[shrugs]

We didn't even get anything helpful out of it, though. They left it open, just to make it even harder.

[scratched]

Well fuck them, we've got the smarts. You got any sweet gear?

[pchaaair]

Not really. I don't have my bag right now, since, that's still at Ruby, and kind of useless, with all of us being here.

[scratched]

So that leaves us with jackshit and fuck-all.

[pchaaair]

Pretty much.

I guess, we have skills and memories, but. . . I don't want to give those up. Because, we've been playing to win those, so, giving that up, is not something I am entirely willing to do.

[scratched]

I wasn't going to ask you to.

[digging through his pockets]

[pchaaair]

I wasn't going to ask about yours, either. They're ours, and not something we should give up.

. . . What are you looking for?

[scratched]

[doesn't have anything, and just goes back to pacing with a frustrated huff]

I'd--

[cuts himself off, kicking at the floor]


Nevermind. I'll think of something.

[pchaaair]

You'd ... what?

[scratched]

Nevermind.

[pchaaair]

Dave-- fine.

[sighs!!]

I don't want you to die, by yourself, if it does come to that, you know.

[scratched]

I'm not going to let you get all Heywood a stupid fucking reason like that. Getting out of here guilt-free isn't a good enough reason to die - getting you out of here alive is.

[he actually seems to relax a little, though, because Tavros at least arguing more just makes him more convinced he's right]

[pchaaair]

I don't want you dying, just so that I can get out alive. There has to be a better reason, than just that, for me to even accept you doing that.