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"i've made a huge mistake" – rhys, probably ([personal profile] jackhole) wrote2016-10-31 02:51 pm
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day 9 | ciel

[ since they're both in fucking hiding now anyway, wtf. rhys is going to try and grab ciel when ava and bigby are gone because... well. ]

Ciel, we need to talk.
alittlemaster: <user name=sugaraddiction> (Play with it--straight hit it--get all)

[personal profile] alittlemaster 2016-10-31 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[wtf get to work]

What is it?
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[personal profile] alittlemaster 2016-10-31 07:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[Stop this, Rhys, you're supposed to be a fucking moron. Well, you are a moron, BUT LISTEN.

Ciel has the queerest look on his face at Rhys talking this much sense in general. It isn't that Ciel wasn't also suspicious of everyone, just... Rhys... and Rhys. Just Rhys.]
You need to work as fast as you can with the task I've given you. We've wasted too much time, but none of this would be possible if you hadn't bypassed the error.

[Ciel's... way of... saying thanks???] We need Bigby, so we can't offend him. Regardless, he may have told Elizabeth more than Jack. She may even try to get Bigby to assist them in killing us. Bigby isn't going to be able to play middle ground forever. [But he still gives Rhys a look. As in, this is what you get for puppy-ing after a soon-to-be psycho.] And learn to lie better. You have to lie to those you care about better than you lie to anyone else.

[After a moment or two of thought, his eye goes down to Rhys' feet.] You're required to vote. That won't be the problem. The problem will be other people voting for you.

Do you think you can disable it [A nod at Rhys' feet.] before the trial if you work on it before the other task?

Even if we killed Alice and Elizabeth, the others still know for who to vote.
alittlemaster: <user name=mewtube site=livejournal.com> (Before I leave the house I'm slizzard)

[personal profile] alittlemaster 2016-10-31 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ugh... gross.] Let's... attempt the least messiest option for now. [He doesn't want to listen to Rhys screaming because of an amputated foot when Judy, as a joke, refuses to put him to sleep. Besides--] We don't have the medical supplies needed for that.

[For a moment, he peers at Rhys without any kind of expression in particular other than curiously studious.]

Come with me.
alittlemaster: (I’m grown but I’m not grown grown)

[personal profile] alittlemaster 2016-10-31 09:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[The error Rhys fixed also fixed another error: the one barring the entrance to the vault door's floor. Even if five of them had survived, in a hilarious bit of irony only Vault 62 could manage, no one would have been able to get out without Rhys or Jack, or maybe Angel.

Ciel takes Rhys in the elevator to the floor of the vault entrance. Inside, there's three skeletons huddled near the gate as an indication that five people do, in fact, need to be alive for it to open. If Rhys tries the door terminal, it gives him an error:]


BIO-SENSORS ONLINE. BIOMETRIC READINGS INDICATE IMPROPER THRESHOLD. CONTAMINATION LOCK DOWN.

[He puts a finger over his mouth.] This is how we get out when five are left.
alittlemaster: <user name=sugaraddiction> (The liar takes a lot less time.)

[personal profile] alittlemaster 2016-10-31 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[Carefully, Ciel watches Rhys, and his eye never leaves the other man. He watches what Rhys looks at, and he watches what Rhys does.] Some of it.

[At the words, Ciel confirms with a nod of his head. Nothing, mouthed. A frown lingers behind on his lips.]
alittlemaster: <user name=sugaraddiction> (when there's dirt beneath the dirt.)

[personal profile] alittlemaster 2016-11-01 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
[Both of Ciel's brows come together sharply and tightly, eye on the words above Rhys' hand. It flickers over them once, twice, three times, then looks up at Rhys' face. His lips are pulled into a thin line.

If it's him and four empty slots, who would he bring. There's nothing left outside, there's nothing left outside. Who would he bring. He thinks about everyone's profiles, then thinks about whether or not false memories would impact what they think they can do.

But he knows. He knew. All this time, he knew what none of the rest of them knew. Their real names. Their real places of birth. Their real histories. He went to sleep every night knowing they had the lies and he had the truth, and sometimes he thought he might suffocate under it before waking up. Hoping.]
You, or Jack, or Angel. Whoever was left.

Veronica, or Bigby, or Paladin. Adam or Luke. Lara. [His eye narrows. He opens his mouth to answer, but can't find any way to do so without it being complicated enough for speech. He closes his mouth and shakes his head firmly.]

Why?
alittlemaster: (Bitch I got no feelings to go)

[personal profile] alittlemaster 2016-11-01 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
No. [Even if he's a good liar, Rhys is answered with casual honesty.] I haven't killed anyone. [Though it doesn't sound particularly like he believes the face value of this. His hands haven't killed anyone.

But he's killed. Right?]
It's meaningless. [Then why not stay?] All of this. [His eye shifts to the skeletons. The people who didn't make it. They had no choice but to stay. That's why.

That's why. Stay and shrivel and die, let Judy terminate them to start over. The people who didn't make it. Skeletons. They were from long enough ago to rot. Long enough ago, and that's why. Sector One, Sector Two, Sector Three. Sector 27. This is the twenty-seventh iteration, Judy had said. He did not do all he did to starve to death in this shithole because of some test.

The living burns in his eye and makes the socket of the other burn.]
There's someone else I want to take.

Judy.
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[personal profile] alittlemaster 2016-11-01 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[Without saying anything for some time, Ciel looks at Rhys with an unreadable expression. He tries to think about what he wants to say and how exactly he wants to say it.] Do you still plan to die after?

Judy keeps everything running. [It's partially a hint: if shit hits the fan with Rhys' tampering of the biosensors, then they only have one other option, and it isn't going to end with them leaving more than likely. They are going to have to destroy Judy before she kills them.] If she leaves... anyone left would not exist, and this place would not run.

Unless someone took her place.
alittlemaster: <user name=mewtube site=livejournal.com> (I'm in the middle of the floor)

[personal profile] alittlemaster 2016-11-01 10:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Carefully, Ciel nods in acknowledgement. He doesn't like giving Rhys this much power at all. For good reason, though also because he believes, next to Judy, he's the only other person with relative power. It feels good. No, it feels secure. Reliable. Comfortable.

It's a gamble. The words and numbers for each sector position over his head to either side of it. One through nine. Ten through eighteen. Nineteen through twenty-seven. He's willing to take this chance if it means ending it all for good. Sparing a handful of what remains of the thousand people packed into the vault.

What do you need? he mouths.]
alittlemaster: <user name=copyking> (a little solace)

[personal profile] alittlemaster 2016-11-02 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Judy is going to kill them.

Despite not being too reassured, Ciel seems placated for now. The floor Judy is technically on is a floor he had wanted to keep private. It was supposed to be a haven, and now he's having to share it with... Rhys.

For a moment, Ciel digs around himself, hunting for the paper he folded and kept from their mafia bungalow--so it wouldn't grow legs and walk off into the wrong hands. Explaining things from here on out would be too complicated, he thinks. He brings out the pencil, too, then moves over to use the terminal area as a writing table.]


I can take you to Judy, but no one can enter until the biosensors have been shut off. The door to her is sealed.
alittlemaster: (I remember the bells--the flowers.)

[personal profile] alittlemaster 2016-11-02 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
[Rhys is the one who found and kept his eye..............................GOD.

Without reaching out, Ciel looks at the eye, then glances up at Rhys. Finally, he reaches out to take it back, turning it over somewhat in inspection. He doesn't put it back in. Instead, he curls it into his fist.]
Why?

Why did you keep it even when you knew I wasn't dead?
alittlemaster: <user name=sugaraddiction> (Get nasty--flash it go on flex with)

[personal profile] alittlemaster 2016-11-05 03:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[?????????????????

It's such a simple explanation that Ciel is a bit confused for a minute. He's not exactly accustomed to... people giving simple reasons for things.]


Thank you.

[Thank you for giving him something that reminds him of the shit he wants to forget. :')]