[week four - saturday]

[hypertoxic]

[ As soon as she can pry herself away from literally everybody assaulting her for discussions and answers and what have you, Vriska will sneak away as quickly and directly as she can to find the Chiefs. ]

We made a deal, [ she'll hiss, literally the instant she finds Hal. ] It's time for you to pay up.

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[hypertoxic]

[ Her frown twists into a faint snarl when he denies her the second kill, but she swallows the anger back down. Vriska folds her arms over her chest and considers him. ]

... what kind of prize. I want up front clarifications this time, Hal, no more bullshit.

[chiefexe]

[ He holds his hands up, innocent. ]

No bullshit. Name it right now and I'll tell you if I can do it or not.

[hypertoxic]

[ ................... ]

If she wants it... you give Jinah a clean slate. Let her start over without any of the time travel bullshit she's had to put up with. But only if she wants it.

[ Waves a hand, airy and dismissive. ]

I can sort my own life out and I don't need shit from you.

[chiefexe]

[ He smiles wide then, holding out a hand to shake. ]

You have a deal. I'm the honest one, by the way.

[hypertoxic]

[ ...

Vriska will answer his smile with one of her own, small and secret, and reach out to shake his hand. ]

Sure you are.

[ She'll turn to go, waving over her shoulder. ]

Pleasure doing business with you as always, Hal.

[chiefexe]

[ And just to call after her before he sits back down -- ]

The last Wickie is Lucina!

[ Please doing business, indeed. ]