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a nice girl who is definitely your age ([personal profile] fishingforcompliments) wrote2020-05-01 06:34 pm
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[personal profile] overruns 2020-05-02 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
[ The only stroke of luck today is that he'd seen Flayn when he woke up; even if she wasn't part of the list of the dead, he could confirm with his own two eyes that she was well, and it's good to see her now for much the same reason.

His expression stays grim, though. ]


Flayn... were you looking for me?

[ There's just been a whole load of people killed and she's still running around. He wonders if this is what Dedue has to live through literally all the time. ]
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[personal profile] overruns 2020-05-02 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ She is correct—he was about to chide her. And even if she preempts him, he's going to, a little. ]

I understand how you feel, truly. [ hadn't he bolted off on his own? whatever. ] But there is a killer on this island now, and you must be cautious.

[ It hurts somewhat to admit as much aloud, though. His severe expression softens slightly. ]

Though I had hoped it wouldn't come to this.
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[personal profile] overruns 2020-05-02 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ He has not been cautious a day in his life. Dedue and Byleth may comprise 100% of his impulse control, and they aren't here. But neither is Seteth, and Flayn is using her newfound independence with reckless abandon. ]

You're bold to twist my words so.

[ He doesn't sound angry about it, because she's basically right about this whole call-out post. He shuts his eyes a moment. ]

But you're right. We cannot sit and idly hope simply to save ourselves. [ ... ] I'm sorry if I worried you, Flayn. I could not waste even a moment.
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[personal profile] overruns 2020-05-02 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ He can recognize her efforts at good cheer, and there's a tired quirk of his lips, trying to smile. But in truth, his anger is too rich for it, too fresh. He lets out a long exhale, and his voice is barely steady when he finds it. ]

A friend. [ ... ] Anaido. [ Shattered, bloody, dying. He leaves that portion to himself, though the truth brews on his face. ] He had been killed, by the base of the lighthouse. It is best you didn't see.
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[personal profile] overruns 2020-05-02 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ It's times like this that Dimitri does not feel especially pious. Was the Goddess watching? Listening? What sort of face would she make, seeing their struggle?

But he dips his head briefly as well, closing his eyes, hoping to find some closure in Flayn's soft words. ]


May she guide them all to peace.

[ It's the closest he'll admit to thinking the rest of them are dead as well, though there are no bodies yet to prove it. After a moment of quiet, he looks ahead again. ]

He is gone, but you're still here, Flayn. I will do all that I can to protect you.
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[personal profile] overruns 2020-05-02 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ His expression, so stubbornly harried and wrought, softens just slightly. He had a duty to survive this, and also to ensure that Flayn did too.

It is a difficult promise to make (and impossible one, perhaps), but after a beat, he dips his chin, acquiescing. ]


Very well. I promise I will not die for you, Flayn. And neither will you, for my sake. [ And there is something strangely invigorating about that, to make someone swear they wouldn't fall on a sword for him. He can only hope that Flayn's oaths are true. ] You have my word. Let us both survive this, together.
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[personal profile] overruns 2020-05-03 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's here, standing by the edge, looking out over where the water turns downward, towards the rocks. It's serene in a haunting sort of way, considering all that's happened. ]

Hello, Flayn. [ His gaze dips to the flowers in her hands. ] Did you come to mourn? I can leave, if you'd prefer to be alone.
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[personal profile] overruns 2020-05-03 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ Dimitri's feelings on celebrating the dead are... low, to say the least. But remembering them, memorializing them—that was better. ]

It is a sweet sentiment.

[ He offers her a smile, drained but still more genuine than anything he's had today. ]

Where have you considered, so far?
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[personal profile] overruns 2020-05-03 10:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He almost reaches out to hold her arm, for fear of her tumbling over the edge. But ah, Marie hadn't just tripped and fallen, had she? That wasn't the real threat, was it?

He stays as-is by her side, water churning around them. ]


It is a little unsettling, isn't it? [ He hasn't even ventured out to the tree much, with how much water surrounds it, but it's a bit eerie from a distance. ] Though it's hard to think of any other place that hasn't been discolored by tragedy.
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[personal profile] overruns 2020-05-04 08:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ He wonders if it would be appropriate to leave the flowers where he found them, so near their feet now. Would it make anyone think twice before committing another crime, if they could see the world from Marie's final perspective?

For a moment, he looks crestfallen. ]


I did not either.

[ So many senseless deaths. ] And we lose another of our number tomorrow.
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[personal profile] overruns 2020-05-04 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Zoe... was she really guilty? The evidence pointed that way for Anaido, but as Dimitri stands here, Marie's body still fresh in his mind—they weren't finished, were they? ]

No. [ It's never wrong to be glad to see a friend alive and well. ] But it is selfish of me, because I'm happy to hear you say so.

[ Even barely knowing him now, Flayn is so kind. Too kind. His thoughts brew like a storm before he speaks. ]

Flayn, listen. There's something about Marie's death that does not sit well with me.
Edited 2020-05-04 23:13 (UTC)
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[personal profile] overruns 2020-05-05 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ He looks conflicted for a moment, his thoughts such a tumult that he doesn't know if it's better to share or simply ignore his conjecturing, but in the end, the dangers outweigh everything else. He speaks quietly, grim. ]

There were two pairs of footprints up to the waterfall. [ After what happened at the lighthouse, they had been sure to check. ] If one was Marie's set, the other was likely her killer's. And from the size of them, I cannot believe it was Zoe.

[ None of this was new information, and he isn't here to doubt the conclusion they reached, not aloud anyway. But. ]

Which means there may be a killer we haven't discovered yet.

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