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025 Summons ❈ Dictated ❈ (Open to Action)

[If anyone is still alive and wandering the ship, they may catch a glimpse of a figure clad in purple huddled against one of the walls of the ship--directly across from one of the windows. Sheena is sitting there, staring out the glass, but although her eyes may be focused on the stars, it's not their beauty that currently has her attention. Her vision is filled instead by memories--both real and corrupted by hallucinations, and had been for several hours...

...ever since she had stopped hearing Corrine's Bell, and had started hearing his voice, repeating the things that she tried to keep in her
nightmares. Those twisted things that deep down, she knows Corrine would have never said to her; the accusations and declarations that everything is Sheena's fault and that she never should have been born or survived. And that there is only one way to correct that mistake. But, "deep down" doesn't apply right now as her nightmares have become reality once more.

SHE HAD FAILED AGAIN.

A new vision had joined the others after Colette's announcement; a certain red-head who she had called a friend and had watched die in her place in her nightmares thanks to the castle. This time, though. it's not a dream she can wake up from, but a stark reality that she had failed to protect someone she had cared about for the second, third, or however many times this had turned into. If she had her wits about her, she'd remember there's a chance he'll be back in two weeks, but her wits and logic were addled after almost three days of no sleep and remembering things the way they weren't.

One of her kunai sits besides her, ready for her to pick up so she can carry out Corrine's imagined suggestion, but first, she's got one last thing to do.]

I'm sorry.

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[oh he's wandering all right. Seeking people out, in fact. As he walks he keeps his eyes out for the hallucinations. Now and then he'll pause to listen to what they have to say before he moves on. They are leading him to his destiny.

He stops when he sees Sheena. His empathy is gone but he's not blind; he can see the pain she's living in]

They can't hear you.

[Oh. That's a new voice. At least, it doesn't sound like anyone she's killed. Still, she doesn't look at him, but focuses on the window and those memories, trying to figure out who had spoken to her.]

Probably not, but I have to apologize.

[he approaches her, so far seeming harmless]

Will that make it better?

[She's not even aware he's approaching.]

I don't know. It didn't before...

Doesn't mean I don't mean it.

[he's very close now, very close]

I can help.

[She perks up slightly.]

Help? Help everyone understand?

Yes. I can help with that. [there is a piece of cloth that he ripped from his jacket. He twines it between his hands]

They'll understand.

[Her eyes narrow as her brain finally realizes that what's in front of her isn't a memory, and she refocuses her gaze. And sees what he's holding.]

What are you doing?

[Not demanded, but asked curiously as without realizing it, she rests her hand on her kunai.]

It'll be quick and painless, like falling asleep. They'll forgive you when it's over.

[She shakes her head.]

No. I have to do it myself. That's the only way it'll matter.

The ceiling is high enough. I'll boost you up. Just be sure to tie it tight. [he hands over the strip of cloth]

[She looks at the strip for a moment.]

This doesn't feel right...

[he takes out a scalpel, pressing the blade against her cheek]

Don't you want to be free of your guilt? Don't you want to join your friend?

[She's not flinching, but she is looking over his shoulder, her head cocked as though she's listening.]

Corrine wouldn't like it if I did it like that.

You're going... It'll be better to do it now.

[His bring up that part of Sheena that doesn't like being told what to do, and for one brief moment, she has her normal attitude and glares at him.]

And who are you to decide that?!

[he grabs her by the throat, slamming her against the wall]

I'm the hero.

[Even in her current state, Sheena can take a punch--though not as well as with her ExSphere--and all he gets in response upon impact is a grunt of negation.]

You're not the hero! Lloyd is! He saved everyone!

[And with that, a fist comes up out of nowhere, aimed for his face.]

[it makes contact, hitting him on the cheek. He grabs her shoulder trying to either pull her with him or keep his balance. Whichever works]

[The moment Sheena feels that grab--not even caring what it's for--her fist comes flying again--aiming for his stomach this time.]

[that winds him and he glares at her, bending over from the pain]

I... I'll take you all down... with me.

Then you aren't a hero! A hero lifts people up!

[And on the last word, he'll see her locked fists coming up towards his chin.]

[the hit throws him on his back. He's not getting up for a while]

[Thanks to momentum, she follows him and almost lands on top of him, but catches herself in time.

Breathing heavily, she sits back on her heels and wipes her brow before picking up her kunai.]

You're no hero...

[With that, she stands and moves somewhere else away from "the hero".]

[A very battered Danny slumps down next to her as he clutches at his ribs.]

[Okay. That felt real and she turns, both surprised and dismayed by what she sees. It's Danny--hurt--and he's currently hiding her kunai from her. She has a second one, but she can't do that now.

Not in front of him.]

Danny?

[He doesn't respond at first, too caught up in trying to breath without actually moving his chest.]

Sh-Sheena?]

[The name comes out in the barest whisper.]

[She can't stop the concern if she wanted to--no matter how despondent she is; it's too much a part of her.]

What happened?

Crazy robot. I think.

[Danny wasn't too sure. He was aware now that he'd been hallucinating badly through the entire thing.]

A robot? A machine?

[She's beginning to think she's doing so now...]

I think it was Blues. I've met him a few times. But he definitely was not the acting the same.

Blues? Blues the Robot?

[She's still struggling with her own demons right now, Danny, so forgive her.]

Blues the crazy killer robot right now.

[She's never met him, she had been only verifying his name.]

Why did he want to kill you?

No clue? [He takes too deep of a breath and winces.] Because I was there?

Stop breathing like that.

Where were you?

Don't know? All these corridors look the same.

...Wish I could. Breathing hurts.

Yeah, they do.

I meant don't breathe so deeply.

[She puts her arm about him even knowing he may not like it, but it's for both of them at the moment.]

I'm sorry you got hurt, Danny.

[He tenses, but doesn't move to push her off.]

I'll be fine.

[Feeling him tense, she rubs his shoulder lightly.]

I know you will; it's just going to hurt like hell first.

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