25th Trial - Ginger

[hot_mess_express]

It is a simple wood-floored room with an empty shrine on one wall. There are a few cushions to sit on, and the smell of incense and blood lingers in the air.

The sound of rain is heavy outside.

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[bluediligence]

[ It … helps, kind of, sort of, a little, that he seems to accept the call out. Soothes some of her exceedingly ruffled feathers, at least. ]

[ She turns to pace. ]

You "taking responsibility" won't make me any less complicit.

[ruinatings]

If you want to see it that way, then neither will sitting on your hands until you do it yourself.

[bluediligence]

I see it that way because that's the way it is. I'd still be tacitly consenting to you murdering somebody.

[ There's no Right Answer to any of this. ]

... Give me a second.

[ruinatings]

[waves her along!]

Take your time.

[bluediligence]

[ thanks ]

[ goes to PUNCH THE WALL with every ounce of strength she has, bruises be damned. ]