FIFTY-FOUR : the truth that closes in like darkness (part one)
[A: Phone, roughly 4 AM]
Prussia, get over here. Bring me some of your clothes. Eirin... you as well.
[B: Action; roughly 6 AM]
[Olivier is sitting on the couch, staring intently at a crumpled piece of paper and a photograph she holds with unusual gentleness. It's false, a ruse, a ploy, she knows it... But there's nothing she can take lightly about this moment.
Her family. Those beautiful people she loves the most. Mayfield has threatened her family and the people most important to her. She won't take this anymore.
Fine, Mayfield. If you want her to play your game, she will. She will play it with a gun in each hand and a knife in someone's arm. After all, when no one dies for real, it's okay to use it as a tool to advance.
Plan B has begun, in her mind. Just as soon as she masters the anger that's threatening to turn her stoicism into a raging fit, she'll get up, and then Dist will die. Easy as that.
Just a stepping stone.]
Prussia, get over here. Bring me some of your clothes. Eirin... you as well.
[B: Action; roughly 6 AM]
[Olivier is sitting on the couch, staring intently at a crumpled piece of paper and a photograph she holds with unusual gentleness. It's false, a ruse, a ploy, she knows it... But there's nothing she can take lightly about this moment.
Her family. Those beautiful people she loves the most. Mayfield has threatened her family and the people most important to her. She won't take this anymore.
Fine, Mayfield. If you want her to play your game, she will. She will play it with a gun in each hand and a knife in someone's arm. After all, when no one dies for real, it's okay to use it as a tool to advance.
Plan B has begun, in her mind. Just as soon as she masters the anger that's threatening to turn her stoicism into a raging fit, she'll get up, and then Dist will die. Easy as that.
Just a stepping stone.]