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[redknives]

[Still eying. He stays silent for a long moment, and then pushes his hand back through his hair.]

That must the kinda question that only an arrogant prick would answer no to. Does that sound like me?

[...]

Actually, on second thought, don't answer that.

[priscilla]

[Sorry, that made her smile.]

I missed you.

[redknives]

...hah. I knew I'd see you smile like that again. About damn time.

[So very, very mutual.]

So what's this about?

[priscilla]

Teresa.

She was the only one who ever defeated me in a real battle. When I came here, she was about to kill me.

It's different, being afraid of something like that... um. It's a lot different than being afraid of something else, like one of those three.

[redknives]

[He looks a little irritated at the mention of them, but shakes it off.]

Yeah, well, shit doesn't get really scary unless you take it personally. Nobody's gonna be afraid of somethin' if they don't think it'll reach 'em somehow.

She challenged you, though. And you didn't run?

[priscilla]

I didn't run.

[...]

It was a deathmatch. It was meant to be. I thought... whichever one of us dies will probably just come back anyway. But at least we'd be done, at last.

I keep offering to die recently. It's almost like I want to, but I don't. The first time was just um. Strategy. And with Teresa, I--

[...]

I don't know. It was something worth dying for. To get that fear out of my body at last.

[redknives]

[Just. Watching her for a moment.]

Funny. Not too long ago you were scared shitless of dyin' at all, never mind against her. And you know there's not always a chance of coming back.

I guess punks like you can grow up pretty fast, huh? You don't even sound scared.

[...]

...hey, don't go overboard, though.

[priscilla]

The other time was strategic!

[redknives]

Yeah? For what?

[priscilla]

...I was trying to keep Isley from killing people by making him promise that if he really needed to, he'd kill me instead of... some random person.

[...]

It was only because I knew he wouldn't! I'm not that stupid. And I'm definitely not suicidal.

...oh right! That reminds me! Neither of us backed down, it's just that when we got too close to doing actual damage, I guess it made him uncomfortable so he sort dropped in and stopped us.

[ :| ]

[redknives]

[...]


[... >:| ]

What-- what the hell is that guy's problem!

[priscilla]

Oh... I don't know, he's a... kind of... evil, cannibalistic, amoral, monstrous--

Wait. Are you talking about the fight?!

[redknives]

I-- Of course I'm talkin' about the fight! I already know all that other crap, but this? I thought he used to be a fuckin' soldier, like you. He should know better!

[ >:(!!!!]

That was your fight. No one's got any right to take it from you just 'cause they ain't comfortable. What a crock of shit.

[priscilla]

Well... he told he might do that in advance.

Something about how if she killed me he'd have to kill her, and that would cause him problems so he may as well just stop it from getting out of control in advance.

...anyway, it's okay, really! We're going to do it again sometime? Except without the um, high stakes. That way he won't get all twitchy about it.

[redknives]

[EYEROLLING. Remember your Japanese insults, Pris? Because he's using them right now.]

...Fuckin' whiny little brat. At least you got a rematch outta it, I guess.

You're not nervous about that one, are you?

[priscilla]

[She makes a face that looks quite like a >.< and smiles.]

I'm not nervous. I don't know when it will be, but...

It doesn't matter. I fought her and didn't die. I know now she can't just...

[...]

The first time I fought her, I couldn't touch her. Not even with Irene and Noel and Sophia to back me up. None of us could land even one blow. I was so scared I couldn't move.

I'm not afraid anymore, you see? I feel like the whole world shifted. Even though I know it's really just me.

Oh! You should meet them! Noel and Sophia! Um, the foxes.

[redknives]

[That irritated look on his face doesn't last long when he hears this - after a moment it completely dissolves into a look of pride.]

Look, just don't get all cocky about it, you still didn't beat her. That was the idea, remember? You still got that one fight left.

Difference is now you know you can do it. ...I knew you'd get there, though. Never would'a bothered if I didn't think so.

[...]

Eh... do I get a say in whether I meet this kennel of yours or not?

[priscilla]

I know.

...I couldn't have done it without you. I owe you so much of everything I am, and I--

[...she closes her eyes a little, and just for a moment, she looks... sad.]

[But only for a moment. She smiles again even as she opens her eyes.]

Well... if you ever come inside you're bound to meet them. I don't make them stay in my room all the time, although you can always come visit them there, too, as long as-- oh, I have a cat! I mean I have two cats. I named the new one Teresa and it's huge!

[redknives]

[He just watches, then shifts around a little, glancing down.]

Hey, I'm not through with you yet. You gotta kick her ass, really this time. Then you can thank me.

[He exhales a little puff.]

Anyway, I guess I can meet your-- why the hell did you name your cat after her? That's an even worse name than Irene for one of those furballs.

[...]

You're not gonna name anything after me, are you?

[priscilla]

I'm thanking you now because she didn't take my head off, and that's a completely valid reason for thanking so don't argue with me.

[huffpuff.]

And. Um.

Well! I named it after her because I already had Irene and Noel and Sophia, you see? And Teresa wasn't here yet, I mean she had been but she was gone, so I thought it was appropriate and besides Helen said maybe if I named an animal after someone they'd show up!

And then she did.

So now I'm waiting for Noel and Sophia, which would be pretty awkward actually.

[...]

I will if you disappear! I should get a horse and name it Arthur.

[redknives]

I-- all right! All right, fine. You're welcome. Sheesh.

[And... then he gives her a weird look, because her logic is weird and that's the only acceptable response really.]

D'you listen to yourself talk? I mean, bringin' someone here just by naming a pet after them... If that really worked everyone'd have a closet full of cats and gerbils and shit, you know?

[...]

I guess it's not so bad as a tribute, though. 'Course if you really wanna honor Arthur you probably only need to name the back end of the horse.

[priscilla]

What? I don't think the back end of a horse really has a different name than the front end.

[...]

And why would I listen to myself talk? I'm the one saying the words so it's not like I don't know what I'm saying.

[redknives]

That's not--

[what even]

[And then he just laughs.]

Ah, never mind. I'll just take your word for it that anyone in the conversation knows what the hell you're talkin' about.

Anyway, I'm not gonna disappear. ...But if I do, don't name anything lame after me, okay? Make sure it's cool.

[priscilla]

[A long pause. She looks down the entire time, biting at the edge of her bottom lip.]

You can't disappear.

I mean. I know that you can't help it, if you do. I know we can't control it. I might disappear, too.

But you can't.

[redknives]

[He just... watches the screen for a moment, like he's debating on saying something. Which he is.]

Didn't I just say I ain't done with you yet?

[...]

Hey. You busy up there?