37th Hangover - No More Heroes [Action]

[heartstar_blues]

[The Captain is roaming the streets, again. Much like before, he has that 9-iron in his hands.

Unlike before now it's not held ready to fight, it's dragging along beside him bouncing along the pavement.

The Captain's shoulders are slumped and he seems to drag each step.

He is crying and mumbling to himself.]

I knew it'd never work

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[plantenough]

[If that isn't the most pathetic thing she's ever seen.]

Giving up already, are we?

[heartstar_blues]

Did I get a choice? Maybe I should have given up sooner... what did I think I was doing?

[Not looking at her, but it seems he heard her.]

[plantenough]

[She slowly reaches out to place a hand on his shoulder.]

[heartstar_blues]

[Doesn't flinch... doesn't even seem to react to it.

Doesn't look over.]

It's over now. Nothing left to do.

[plantenough]

[Well, screw being gentle, then. Her grip tightens and she attempts to pull him around to face her.]

Look at me.

[heartstar_blues]

[He's facing her but his eyes never focus, never really see her.

He's easy to push around like this.]

I see enough already, why do you keep doing this to me?

[plantenough]

[Now she's grabbing his shoulders and is about five seconds away from shaking him.]

Do you not breathe? Does your heart not beat? You are not dead! Not yet!

[heartstar_blues]

I've been dead for a while. Everything was a lie.

[plantenough]

[There's a slight disbelieving tone in her voice.] Now? You've survived their tricks this long and you're letting them defeat you now?

[heartstar_blues]

Everything I've done until now was a trick. None of it was real.

I've been dead, there's no fixing that.