crywolf; ousting 2 private convos

[talldarkbitter]

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[bewrightback]

[Phoenix follows him with a worried stare and remains standing up.

I don't want to go. Hearing that hits him in his core.]

I think it goes without saying. [He closes his eyes for a moment as he thinks back on everything so far.] This 'game' has been almost nothing but hurt.

I'm sorry. N-none of this should have happened.

[talldarkbitter]

[ Through most of this, he's kept up his sense of humor and his arrogance. He's a professional, after all. Was. But with Wright here, a small confession seems... acceptable.

Up until it sounds like the other grown man might be getting choked up. ]

...Did you have questions for me?

[bewrightback]

[Well, what can he say. Godot's a man who was his enemy once and who was responsible for Misty Fey's death. But he's also someone whom Phoenix learned from and someone who is important to his old mentor. He's someone Phoenix respects. That makes it all the harder to face him.]

I... I was thinking of asking you some of the questions that I asked to others. But otherwise... I just wanted to talk to you.

[It's different from last night's vote; with the way the votes are looking and the way that he's fearing that he might end up acting, he feels that he has to face this man at least once more.]

[talldarkbitter]

[ To which he nods his consent. If this is his last day among the living ( and he assumes so ), he can at least try not to be a total asshole to the man who's going to be the last line of defense for what he cares about. ]

[bewrightback]

[He actually isn't sure where to start. But after a moment, he manages to get himself to speak.]

Do you have anything to say in your defense... anything at all?

[talldarkbitter]

[ Well, that's an easy one. ]

No.

[bewrightback]

[Just like Prosecutor Blackquill... They're either confessing by not defending themselves at all, or they're ready to fall on the sword for others. But... I think I know. I think it's all coming together.

He nods.]

I- I see. And then, your votes... Well, I already know who you've been voting for.

[talldarkbitter]

Ha...!

And for me, it's an obvious choice. But you ought to know...

It was Blackquill that put in our vote. Everything until now, we've agreed upon together.

[bewrightback]

...

[There is a flash of worry in his eyes. Blackquill had mentioned who they voted for, but he did so without any details. This particular detail is very telling, especially with the gears working in his head.]

So you two truly were a team. An honorbound follower of the samurai was convinced to take action against Dahlia Hawthorne.

[talldarkbitter]

This place certainly isn't lacking for convicts.

...

Well, not yet. [ He gives a thin smirk. ] I think tomorrow things will be a lot clearer for you, even if tonight... there's nothing more I can tell you.

[ Godot pushes to a stand. He offers his hand. ]

It's up to you now, Wright. Take care of them.

[bewrightback]

[He knows something. There's no doubt about it now. There's only one reason he would withhold this...

Phoenix hesitantly reaches out to shake his hand, frowning towards him.]

Mr. Armando...

I'm going to do my best. I- I don't want your loss to be in vain.

[talldarkbitter]

[ He nods. If there's anything about Wright he doesn't doubt, it's his perseverance and his ability to pull a solution right out of his ass. Mia really did do a good job.

Even if that's not going to save his life. He's ready to give it up, even if he doesn't want to go. ]

It already isn't. Goodbye, Wright.

[bewrightback]

[And he spares him one last sentimental look.]

Good... goodbye, Mr. Armando...

[And then he's off.]