Reki -5-
[Reki sits on the floor of her bedroom, silently tearing every page, methodically, one by one, out of her book. They litter the carpet around her. Her wings are mottled with ugly black.]
[As she starts to rip out the last one, it occurs to her that the House, if it felt like it, could drop her randomized vote on Sora's head. Reki makes a grim little spitting sound, and leaves the half-torn leaf where it is, grabbing for a pencil.]
Reki
[She scrawls it out and stares at it. After a moment, she writes it again, then again, faster and overlapping until she runs out of space on the leaf and throws the book across the room. It slaps off the wall and hits the floor. Reki stands and shouts at the ceiling, fists clenched.]
Take me! For god's sake, take me and let him live! I should be the traitor, not him!
[As she starts to rip out the last one, it occurs to her that the House, if it felt like it, could drop her randomized vote on Sora's head. Reki makes a grim little spitting sound, and leaves the half-torn leaf where it is, grabbing for a pencil.]
Reki
[She scrawls it out and stares at it. After a moment, she writes it again, then again, faster and overlapping until she runs out of space on the leaf and throws the book across the room. It slaps off the wall and hits the floor. Reki stands and shouts at the ceiling, fists clenched.]
Take me! For god's sake, take me and let him live! I should be the traitor, not him!