adropofjupiter | 6th ☆

[1: Wednesday 8/17 - Action (340 Brady Lane)]

[After escaping Spades, Marisa ran to the first place she could think of where she would be safe, sneaked inside and hid. In a certain magician's room. Under her bed. At least until she calmed down. Sadly, she wasn't hidden quite as well as she thought she was...]

[2: Thursday 8/18 - Phone/Action (1125 Taylor Road)]

[There's a lot of fumbling with the receiver before Marisa finally gets a handle on it.] You know... Some of this milk isn't so bad... This one bottle's kinda like my shrooms. I wonder... I wonder if I'll get those back. Gods I miss them...

Like I miss watching the stars dance in the sky and the... the... trees. Y'know how profound trees are? Such deep rooted knowledge of life and death and the way of balance and the universe. I wonder what the trees would say here with as fucked up as this place is.

[She seems to be talking to someone else now, having dropped the receiver onto the table without hanging up.]

Hey, Patchy... let's go talk to the trees...

[3: Saturday 8/20 - Action (507 Ricardo Street)]

[Fashionable scarf tied around her neck to hide the still-healing bruises from when she'd been strangled earlier in the weel, Marisa decides to go visit Alice and Shiki. Misery loves company and they were all miserable.]

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*Alice's cold facade drops right back over her face.*

And who did this?

[Marisa does her best to keep her bottom lip from trembling, but she does grab a hold of Alice to keep her from moving once she hears the name.]

Spades.

*Alice's eyes show not even a hint of emotion. No pity, no remorse, not even anger. But really, Alice is scariest when she's like this. Someone without pity, remorse, or anger makes for a rather efficient and through killer.*

... I see. Well, we should sleep for tonight.

Please don't do that...

[Clinging witch is clinging.]

I told Shiki not to kill him and I'm gonna tell you the same thing. It won't make me feel any better anyways; he was droned at the time.

...'sides, if anyone's going to kill him the right goes to Patchy. [Given the two of them are 'official' again.]

Who said anything about making you feel better?

Me.

I didn't die, ze. No need to kill in response.

*Alice sighs and flops back down on her side of the bed.*

Fine. Though, it amazes me that you still think of me as a good person after all this time. I really don't care about right and wrong.

Yeah, but I don't like killing. Blame it on being human if you want. Saw enough of it when I was a child.

It's a suitable reason as any, I suppose.

So... [trying to snuggle close and maybe being a bit more invading space than usual even for Marisa]

...you said you died twice before. What happened?

*Alice can deal, this is a special occasion.*

The first time I was shot. The second time, someone who was easily as strong as Sukia punched me in the face. You can imagine how well that went.

But either way, they were both rather quick deaths and I do not remember much about them.

[Marisa's still Not Okay with the whole strangulation thing, and Alice makes her feel safe.]

...why'd they happen?

Because someone had the chance to benefit from my death.

[wut]

...the hell?

It isn't that hard of a concept to understand, is it? When Mayfield wants us to kill, they give benefits to those who succeed. How else would you get a whole town to turn on each other?

Though, I do not blame them in the slightest. I would also kill someone for my own benefit.

...did you?

Almost.

Why didn't you? You just said you would...

*Alice lets out a soft sigh.*

Shiki stopped me.

[Shiki's stock has suddenly risen.]

Tell me about it?

I was told that if I killed a 'target' that Shiki would stay safe. But in the end he caught me trying to sneak out of the house and told me that we'd figure something out together.

That ended with us both dying, so I suppose that did not go that well.

What would you have done if killing the target hadn't kept him safe? What reason did you have to believe he would be safe?

It was just an empty promise from the town. But that was enough to kill on. I wouldn't have had any regrets.

If you'd been given a stranger to target... yeah. I guess I can understand that. You're not human, after all...

[Don't ask, Marisa. You don't want the answer, so don't ask.]