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beauregard ([personal profile] disreguarded) wrote in [community profile] wickedchouette 2020-08-11 04:44 am (UTC)

[ a long sigh. ]

He's a friend of mine. From the camp. [ it's really funny that beau has just like, adopted all of the ancient chinese sword wizards. ] He helped me not lose my shit a few times.

I lost, uh - I lost... [ she pauses, and takes another drink. ] Four weeks in, I lost one of the closest people to me. Someone who I couldn't lose. He killed someone, because he thought it'd be helping me. He knew I was a murderer - he thought if he killed someone that week I wouldn't have to. I did have to. And he got caught, instead of me.

I had to watch his execution. He and another friend of mine had to fight each other to the death and the only weapon they were given were fountain pens. He died getting stabbed in the neck. He made it close to me, and fell, and I couldn't move. I couldn't go to him, there was a barrier, so I just had to watch him bleed to death in the snow.

[ a pause. ] Yin Yu was one of the only people who made me feel like I could make it past that.

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