sea witch + captain hook trauma game

[pchaaair]

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

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[scratched]

No one is saying it's going to happen. If it does happen, I'm doing it.

[pchaaair]

Then, we'll make it not happen. Somehow. And that just puts us, back to where we were before.

[scratched]

[sits down with a whump]

I'll give them a memory.

[pchaaair]

[silent, thinking very hard about something.]

I'll give them one, too. The bargain will be better, if we both do something for it.

[scratched]

You already said you didn't want to, so don't. Think of something else.

[pchaaair]

. . . There is one memory, though, that I wouldn't mind giving them. It's shareable, so, I could take it again, and, it's ... bad enough, to actually be something they'd like.

[scratched]

If you aren't completely losing shit, they aren't going to want it. They're greedy bastards.

I'm a knight, I've got errand-running burnt into my bones. I'll just offer up some deck scrubbing or some shit and you run along your merry way.

[pchaaair]

You're not going to do, all of it by yourself.

It's bad enough, to where I wouldn't mind forgetting it again, anyway.

[scratched]

It's my decision, I should take the brunt of it.

But fine, we're settled then.

[pchaaair]

But, I'm still not going to let you do it by yourself. So, just accept, that--

[wait he did accept that, there's no point with arguing.]

Who should make the offer, then?

[scratched]

Both of us, I guess. Say your part, I'll say mine.