[week one - sunday]

[hypertoxic]

[ She'll go find him in the evening, once people are starting to settle down and twilight is falling over the island. It's almost ridiculously beautiful, the bright orange sky over the dark ocean, the palm trees and jungle foliage swaying in a gentle breeze.

Vriska hates it.

It's idyllic, and it's an obvious lie, and she hates it.

So she's already in something of a sour mood when she tracks him down, but, perhaps surprisingly, she isn't mean right out the gate. ]

Hey, Lewin.

[ Though she places an emphasis on the name, there is no derision in her voice. ]

So. [ She'll fold her arms, giving him a thoughtful, narrow look. ] Why'd you lie about it?

Comments

[reidentify]

I do not imagine this game will be enjoyable for many, regardless of whether they are "nice" or not.

[hypertoxic]

You know what I mean. It's gonna be hardest on the nice people. The ones who reeeeeeeeally want to believe no one is gonna die. But sure, you're right. I'm an asshole, and I don't really like it either! We're all gonna suffer together.

[ ... ]

But you're going to be the sort of person who does a better job supporting those who need it. Are you ready for that?

[reidentify]

... I will do what I must to help those around me. I do not need to be "ready" for it.

[It's just what he does. Always.]

[hypertoxic]

Yeah. I know you will.

[ A small smile. ]

You probably don't think of yourself that way, but you seem like a hero to me, Lief.

[reidentify]

... I think what makes someone a "hero" can be rather subjective, but thank you, Vriska—even if you may not necessarily mean it as a compliment.

[hypertoxic]

[ pats his cheek. it is probably slightly condescending. ]

I meant it as a compliment, dummy. Don't worry your cute little pan over it. Later!

[ she just. she just leaves. #bye ]