don't wait for a knight in shinin' armor, your savior's reflected in the mirror

[perpend]

[That sure was a fucking thing. That execution was a fucking thing. Those secrets are a fucking thing.

Cabanela retreats to his room, but not for all that long. Everyone will get a note eventually, written in very neat handwriting

I do not plan on bowing down to threats and intimidation. If you did not act, it means you were, like me, aware of the risk, but decided against it. Your reasons are entirely your own.

Join me in the dining room if you agree enough is enough, and that you won't acquiesce to threats. I don't plan to let this stop me, and neither should you.

-C

In the dining room itself, Cabanela has set up coffee and tea for those who want it-- there's no food, because to be honest, he doesn't know how to cook. Two more candles have been lit-- he wasn't really sure what to do about the whole... parasite thing... so Fern's candle will have to make due.]

Comments

[ninehundredlives]

Like...tumors, or something? [LIKE GARBAGE AU FICS?]

[evilfrenzy]

[Exactly like garbage AU fics, actually.]

Something like that, yes. [He assumes this is the cancer thing?!] The Department of Dimensional Affairs keeps their numbers down by destroying as many as possible, as well as working on a way to stop their spread.

[ninehundredlives]

[let's visit the high school au dimension]

I guess that makes sense. Still a shame for the people living there... [But they'd die anyway, she expects, if the prime dimension did? And even if not, she doesn't believe in killing the mother to let the baby survive. Even she doesn't.]

[evilfrenzy]

[DONE.

Rideaux shrugs. His nonchalance about it shows how long he's been doing this. He's long past the point of caring about it that much.]

It is, but there's not much to be done about it. Destroying the fractured dimension's catalyst doesn't remove the corruption, unfortunately. It just destroys the dimension entirely. So, it just is the way it is.

[ninehundredlives]

[jeSUS]

...nothing to be done about it, then. [It's hard to tell from her tone, but she's a little relieved. Rideaux isn't one of her better friends here, but she'd like to continue talking to him, which she isn't sure she could do if he was just a plain old genocidal maniac. Not that it's great, but you know. Some things are necessary.] It sounds pretty bad the way they put it, you know.

[evilfrenzy]

Honestly, it doesn't sound great even with context. At the end of the day, I am ending the existence of worlds. Not much point in dancing around the whole truth of it. I've long since accepted it, and no one's newly-found ire is going to change that.

[There's a thoughtful pause, before-]

Thanks for hearing me out at least, though.

[ninehundredlives]

Nooooooo problem.

[Is it a problem? Maybe in other contexts it would be. It's easy now to say that he's doing what he must to ensure survival, but she knows she'd feel rather differently if she were in one of those fractured dimensions.

It doesn't matter here and now.]

We'd probably all be better off, putting things in whatever context there is. Even if it doesn't make it that much better. It's all already out there.