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[decohere]

[innocently] Ava~

[duh. but no, there's actually a joke here and she clasps her hands together in anticipation of getting to the punchline]

[sictransitgloriamundi]

[... oh man he has no idea what the punchline is gonna be that's exciting.]

Ava, who?

[decohere]

Ava warrant for your arrest! [pulls out the finger guns, pointing at the door] Come out with your hands up!

[maintains a straight face for all of two seconds]

[sictransitgloriamundi]

[okay, now he appears behind her, similarly armed.]

You'll never take me alive, copper.

[decohere]

[spins dramatically on her good leg, showdown stance]

PEW PEW PEW!

[sictransitgloriamundi]

[ducks, sliding across the floor while shooting.]

Pow pow!

[decohere]

[jerks and staggers back a step, hand over her stomach]

Oh no! You got me! [flops to her knees, oops yep that one's still bruised.

raises her fingergun for one last weak:] pew

[sictransitgloriamundi]

Crime always wins.

[well that was fun. he pulls himself up into a seated position, legs crossed.]

You're hurt. [cocks head] Did you live through Halloween?

[decohere]

Just wait til I get you for tax evasion, Al Capitone. [amused huff, sits with her legs out]

A little, landed badly. [shrug, things heal up] I did. Got a bit loud and annoying there at the end.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

Blowing up an entire deck during a party was new. [he sounds. impressed?] I'll have to keep it in mind.

[decohere]

Physics always wins. [sigh!]

The whole possession thing new too?

[sictransitgloriamundi]

[just sorta. shrugs.

you know. the movement that definitely answers that question.]

[decohere]

[unimpressed nose wrinkle]

Some of them were a bit gross. Were they always like that?

[sictransitgloriamundi]

For the most part. [pause] Not that I was quite interested in making them any better, of course. Worse, mostly.

[decohere]

Yet in the end they still wanted to save one another. It's a bit sweet, if not for the whole stealing Fio away. [actually still pretty upset about that bit]

[sictransitgloriamundi]

It's close to impossible to lock people up together and not have them form bonds. Even the very worst give into it, eventually.

[and maybe, for once, he's including himself as people.]

[decohere]

So I hear. [idly pokes her fingers together]

But can I ask you something?

[sictransitgloriamundi]

If you'd like. I might even answer.

[decohere]

[just stares down at her fingers, pokepoking them together because the more she thinks over the question the more stupid it feels and Skulduggery was wrong she really shouldn't be the one asking this.

silent for a few moments longer, her mind blank on providing any other question to back out of this, to pivot the conversation a safer direction. but this isn't about her. it's about the ghosts. and after that massacre of a party who else is going to bother speaking on their behalf?]

Does there really have to be Nothing. At the end?

[sictransitgloriamundi]

[he furrows his brow.]

At the end of what?

[decohere]

Where the ghosts go. When they're... no longer people anymore.

That's how they describe it. Nothing.

[sictransitgloriamundi]

... Where else are the dead of this realm meant to go? I hardly control that part.

[decohere]

I... I don't know. I... Thought because you were creator here. You could offer something more peaceful. For those that served out their use to you.

They were scared to go back. And those that returned from it...

[sictransitgloriamundi]

Everyone's scared to die. That's hardly new information. And why would I waste my time even thinking about anyone that isn't of use to me in the first place.

[decohere]

[it hits her as hard as being called useless by Clarke. it's a reminder that SHIELD was ready to do the same. use her until she became nothing. Ava shakes her head, not quite ready to give up.]

Even in death, people want to matter, and no matter how many times I'm told to just... forget, I can't. Our value is more than what use we serve, we're more than resources to exploit. We don't have to repeat the mistakes of all the worlds you pulled us from. All those worlds fail for a reason.

You were worth more, and so was I, despite what anyone tried to reduce us to. And that's why I want to help you, it's why I view you as more than the monster the rest of them see. Why I keep your secrets, and have no desire to control nor manipulate you... or threaten such. Because I care, and I worry. I know last month you felt... hopeless, and I know how consuming that self-defeat can be.

But you're not alone and things can be different, if we allow new approaches. I don't want you to give up, not on yourself or what you've created here. And even if the answer is no, if there's truly no solution... I still believe it's worth considering.