NPC Inbox: Fear

[lingeringfear]

[Fear's inbox message is simply a crackling of static, with vague thumps here and there. It goes on for about thirty seconds before cutting short, like the sound was snapped off.]

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[unitas]

I think most of us would rather stay here, where the people we love can still live, but not if you... not if you just want us here as extras for your survival; not if we're just here to be used, not again. We need honesty and... and, fuck, I don't know.

[ Her gaze lands on the smooth stone. ]

Everything you guys have done, it's ruined people's heads, their ability to trust, to love; it's taken people's will to even live.

A lot of people may want to stay but they may never forgive you for what you've done for your own sakes.

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[lingeringfear]

I don't expect forgiveness.

[Let's at least get that part clear. Fear is quiet, considering her words.]

I don't want to use your people when I don't have to. I think many of us feel the same. I'm not proposing that we put all this behind us, I-

[It's a tricky thing to offer in the first place, and ultimately, only relevant if they succeed in not dying horribly, which seems a little far-fetched at the moment. Still, it's a possibility that he hadn't really considered before, mostly because he'd been so focused on survival. What would coexistence even look like?]

-it's just an option.

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[unitas]

Could you apologize? Is that an option that's on there, too? Not everyone will forgive what you guys have done but, fuck, just... [ She runs her fingers through her hair, her frustration coming out physically. ]

I don't even know anymore. It doesn't really matter. Nothing does.

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[lingeringfear]

I could.

[He sounds sympathetic- less of but I'm not going to, and more of but what would that accomplish?]

Would you even want me to?