Characters: Juliet (
esoteric_rose), Kermit (
imma_frog), Handmaiden (
ice_echani), and Tandava (
has_a_fedora)
Date/Time: Somewhere within July 22nd-25th
Location: Fourth floor
Rating: PG-13/R
Summary: The elevator lets the group off on the fourth floor, where they witness one of Juliet's memories.
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That was him being shameless, flamboyant, unregretful. Flirting (and it was distasteful how much he threw himself at Sebastian) with that demon, who obviously wasn't interested. Easily trying to kill the demon and the young boy.
Killing Angelina. The same woman he'd seen before, in his first memory, who had spoken to him and had such a beautiful smile, had told him something important he didn't remember.
...He'd seen her memories. She had been so broken...he'd fixed her...turned her into Madam Red...
And he had gotten rid of her because she had fallen apart. Because she had refused to kill her only nephew, even if he was going to have her executed for her crimes. She had still loved him, and she had hesitated. It had been so easy to kill her...
Instantly he felt sick at himself for such a thing. Yet...something stirred in his heart. It was for the better, it whispered. Angelina would have betrayed you and everything the two of you ( ... )
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When he turned the thing on the boy's servant, Handmaiden rushed into the memory, to fight Juliet and help them escape. But her hands passed through them as though they were holograms. Brilliant, true-to-life holograms playing out their record, unable to see or hear the observers in the elevator. She could no more interfere with them than she could go back in time and alter history.
Her expression did not change as she watched the carnage, but her fists clenched, her body tensed, her teeth ground together as she watched the psychotic actions of a person who had, until now, appeared to be nothing more than a mildy odd near-Human.
"...This was you," she said, turning on her heel to face the kneeling Juliet in the elevator. Something rose in her, a desire to bring him to justice for the murder, despite his apparent distress. She could see no lie in ( ... )
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The memory shocked him as well and he didn't understand it. Juliet, in the memory, was obviously cracked. Something had happened to have caused this, he was sure. Juliet now was nothing like the in the memory. Without a memory, one tends to be who they truly are without the influences.
Would they really return, now that Juliet saw what he was capable of?
"Juliet, if you can, can you explain what we saw?"
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"Don't know...Angelina...why...at first it was to save us...but she broke...I didn't understand then...no excuse...so...it. Again. I hate myself."
The last was spoken in a harsh whisper, and Juliet's hands clenched into fists so tightly his nails cut into his palms, making them bleed.
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And yet... Handmaiden watched the man on his knees, crying, as he stumbled through what didn't even amount to an explanation. Except for the last three words. I hate myself.
"Are you... all right?" It was one of the most foolish questions she could have asked at that moment and she knew it, but she could think of nothing else to say.
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She probably hated him. Good. He deserved to be hated and loathed for the inhuman person he was, the shinigami. She'd hate him more if she knew what "shinigami" meant. Death god.
Absently he moved over to the wall and sat down completely, drawing his knees in and growing as small as he could. He couldn't, wouldn't look at the others. It was the same thing he did at home, when pain made his hands shake and he couldn't do anything else but remember.
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