Week 1, Sunday Evening; Barnham

[alcobrawlic]

[ There's been a lot to mull over, with the Sheriff's arrival and those two girls now in jail, a lot of information to take in. Which, for a bracer and an instructor, isn't impossible for Sara, but there was a difference between learning a curriculum or the details of a mission or job request and...

This.

A game where they were being encouraged to kill each other. It's a sick game, definitely, but she's a little more concerned about how the younger ones are handling it-- and just how many of their number have killed before.

For now, she just sighs into her beer mug-- her third, but there's really no point in stopping now. Her mind is still, unfortunately, clear enough.

The saloon's fairly quiet for now, and that's all she needs. ]

Comments

[alcobrawlic]

That's right. Dwelling on the past isn't going to change a single thing.

In the end, all any of us can do is keep moving forward.

[ She believes in that more strongly than ever. ]

[moraled]

It would appear we are on the same page with this.

[Which is good... he wouldn't want to have to explain himself further.]

... Likewise, I do not intend to leave this place with regrets. I shall do what I see as my duty, and what is just, regardless of the consequences.

[alcobrawlic]

Just make sure those consequences don't involve death. You'll make your dog sad.

[ And that's terrible. ]

[moraled]

I do not intend to die here, no.

[HE'S GOT SHIT TO DO.]

Though I am certain Constantine will be fine. He is more than capable of handling himself.

[An agreeing "woof" from the patient dog on the floor.]

[alcobrawlic]

... I'm just gonna come out and say he looks about as dangerous as a cotton ball, but I also know some pretty fierce ones.

[moraled]

[Rude.]

He is as fierce as need be.

Regardless, this is all entirely moot. I will not die in this place.

[alcobrawlic]

Glad to hear it! You're going to owe me a toast eventually, after all.

[moraled]

I owe you nothing.

[Hmph.]

I simply stated that I would accept a drink only when the situation is less dire.

[alcobrawlic]

Which is pretty much exactly what I said, only a lot less killjoy.

[ You're going to drink with her, dammit. ]

[moraled]

[he won't!! (he will)]

...Regardless of my state of sobriety of lack thereof, is that truly something you are most looking forward to, when escaping this ridiculous game?

[alcobrawlic]

Well, the most would be getting back home-- but yeah!

[ She's so chipper. ]

Drinking to celebrate a victory with a guy who doesn't look like he can smile without actual effort-- I definitely want to live to see that!

[moraled]

[..............SARA....]

I--I certainly have no issues with smiling when the situation calls for it...!

[alcobrawlic]

[ Heh. ]

The strongest people are the ones who can smile in any situation. Because they're the ones others look to.

[ Beatrix probably told her that once. ]

[moraled]

[wtf, are you a fortune cookie.]

I...see.

[???]

That is... you are certainly more than welcome to believe what you will in regards to...smiling.

[alcobrawlic]

I mean, that you don't always have to frown just because we're not in the best situation ever right now! That was supposed to be motivational!

[ She tried. ]

[moraled]

... I am afraid I cannot say it was particularly motivational.

[SORRY SARA]

[alcobrawlic]

... Is it really just because it's me?

[ into her beer mug. It sounds so cool and then everyone laughs or isn't inspired at all. WHYYYYY. ]

[moraled]

... Shall I take from that tone of voice that this has happened to you before? Perhaps you should simply cut your losses and attempt to avoid the motivational speeches.

[alcobrawlic]

... I don't want to hear that from a guy who just said being a teacher suited me.

[moraled]

Having one poor trait does not stop you from being an excellent instructor.

[sara pls]

[alcobrawlic]

But instructors are supposed to inspire!

... Probably!

[moraled]

[...]

I am certain you see the hypocrisy in your uncertainty in that very statement.

[alcobrawlic]

I mean, I'd like to! Shut up!

[ DON'T JUDGE HER. ]

[moraled]

[The lady doth protest too much]

...Yes, well. Regardless of that situation, I am nonetheless convinced of your teaching credentials.

[Satisfied?]

[alcobrawlic]

...

[ After a pause, she lowers her head a little. ]

... Thanks.

[ It's strange to hear, but maybe because of that... it's also sweet. ]