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[pacifisting]

A "let's do this" post

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...so this post has sweet sex, slut sex, and ... massacre princess. NICE.

[pacifisting]

[Still wearing the blood-stained skirt and shirt from earlier, along with a scarf- a familiar one, probably. It's just as bloodstained as everything else, from her shoes to her socks to even bits in her hair, dried, now.

She's not sure whose blood it is, nor does she particularly care- all she cares about is that she knows she's been here so long and there are Japanese out there that she has to kill (Lelouch asked, Lelouch asked her, she couldn't say no, he needed--) and she was stuck in here.

Shaking the bars hard, Euphemia gave up for the moment and curled up in the corner, glowing eyes closed]

[pacifisting]

[shoves at his hands, breathing harsh and shallow, murmuring under her breath, inaudible for a moment, before she goes still and leans against the bars again, limp.]

It will be, if you just die.

[bow_and_sword]

[Quietly, smiling lightly.]

I will. But not today, not here, not by your hands. Even if you did, I would only come back, wouldn't I?

[pacifisting]

But--

[...looks momentarily confused at that, curling in the corner]

Then I would just have to kill you again and again.

[bow_and_sword]

But I would always come back.

[squeezes her hands gently]

You won't be rid of me that easily.

[pacifisting]

Then I would keep killing you!

[scratches at his hands in her attempt to shove them back, shaking her hair out of her eyes]

I will!

[bow_and_sword]

You will?

Well, we'll always be together, then.

[Accepts the scratches without complaint, but doesn't let go.]

[pacifisting]

[just stares at him blankly for a moment, before jerking her hands back, curling in on herself, hand pressed to her mouth]

Ishida--

Ishida--

[bow_and_sword]

It's alright. I'm right here, Euphie. I'm right here.

[pacifisting]

[breathing so quick and shallow it sounds like she's going to start sobbing, biting it back]

Please kill me. Please, I can't-- I can't--

[bow_and_sword]

No. Killing won't solve anything. You're safe here, and others are safe from you. Everything will be alright.

Euphie... Take my hand?

[Through the bars he reaches out to her, palm up, expression imploring.]

[pacifisting]

No!

[wraps her arms around her knees, holding tight, nails digging into her own skin, holding onto what last bits of sanity she still had]

It will stop this--

[safe? here? No, he was foolish-- they were safe, but he wasn't. Not as long as she was still alive]

[bow_and_sword]

No, you'll come back again. It's best you stay here. Alive. Please, don't make me watch you die?

[Love makes fools of us all, haven't you heard, Euphie?]

Please take my hand?

[pacifisting]

Please don't make me kill you!

[it's low and panicked, and her hands slide up from her knees to dig into her hair, shaking visibly.

Why is he so calm about this? He's so calm and collected, doesn't he realize that she wants to just choke it out of him?]

Stop it. Stop it.

[bow_and_sword]

[The smile fades a little, but the calmness is still there in his voice as he murmurs quietly.]

I forgive you.

[pacifisting]

I hate you.

[lifts her head, hands sliding from it, all traces of Euphie gone once more]