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[palfriday]

... [gently] You do not want to know how close that quote is, Clarke...

[skaikru]

( firmly, but also bordering on begging: ) But Friday, I do. I feel like I have to.

[palfriday]

... If the pain they'll cause you isn't convincing, is the pain you'll cause enough? Let them be.

[skaikru]

( it should be.

it really, really should be. and yet — )

I'm not going to hurt anyone. It'd stay with me. I truly believe that, but it'd be easier to accomplish with a little guidance.

[palfriday]

[a long sigh]

Your belief... isn't right.

[skaikru]

What, so you've tested this before?

[palfriday]

I have seen-- Do I need to torture someone myself to know it hurts? Did the ghosts you met last month seem like a real happy bunch of people? Compared to the main vectors? They've had it easy!

[skaikru]

They seemed sad, scared, angry, and desperate. ( and guess what, that's the abc's of clarke griffin too. )

And if I was after easy, I wouldn't be here digging at you. Are you afraid, Friday?

[palfriday]

After easy-- [a small, frustrated noise]

Do you really only think of yourself? How can you be so selfish and want to sacrifice yourself? Are you just doing that for yourself?

[skaikru]

( first and foremost how dare you perceive her this accurately, it's bordering on a second "roast of clarke griffin" in three weeks. secondly — something sad breaks across her face. )

I just — ( want to help? don't know what else to try? think it's all worth pain, be it a little or a lot? none of that feels like it'll land well, and while she can't quite manage a sigh, her shoulders droop and there's a hint of deflation. )

...I'm not doing any of this for myself. Do they want to be left alone to rot, or do they want something more?

[palfriday]

They want to eat.

And when you want to eat, there isn't room to want anything else.

[skaikru]

( for what it's worth, she has the good grace and shreds enough of common sense to look absolutely horrified at that revelation. give her a second to reschool her features, though a visceral discomfort reigns supreme in the furrow between her eyebrows. )

Hunger is... it's a powerful drive. How... How have you managed to keep them all at bay for this long?

[palfriday]

[a slight shrug]

Magic.

[skaikru]

You're sure that you're stronger than all of them?

[palfriday]

Nope!

[skaikru]

That's... ( NOT AT ALL ) comforting.

( though, dual edged sword, a little inspiring. )

...What did you mean a minute ago, when you said you were answering entirely separate questions than the ones I was asking.

[palfriday]

Well, you wanted to talk to ghosts that could, um, still talk! And you wouldn't find any of those anywhere near the crew cabins!

[skaikru]

( the sigh of someone stretching so far beyond their own personal understanding of the world... )

So for one of those, somewhere between the crew cabins and the bridge, I'd find them around...

[palfriday]

[nods!]

Around!

[skaikru]

( clarke fights every single demon inside of her that's just begging to slam her forehead directly on the countertop of the guest services desk. she sees god in this moment of soul searching restraint, and finds him lacking. )

Right. Of course.

( ... )

So, how'd I do?

( you mad enough to tell her the finer details about floating her mom's body or... )

[palfriday]

[...]

At... what...?

[skaikru]

Being harmless.

[palfriday]

Hm...

Well, it's a bit too early to judge that, I think! We'll have to see!

[skaikru]

( is this a vote of confidence or a condemnation. )

I appreciate your time. And I meant it, glad you're back.

[palfriday]

[yes]

Um... Glad to be back! I'm pretty sure!