[Disorder stares at the closed doors of the West Wing, turning over the circlet that Majima offered her in her hands. She's quiet as he approaches, but finally clears her throat, trying to sound haughty. It's a futile effort, as she can't keep the nervous strain from her voice.]
So how pissed should I expect you to be at me because of what my power did to you?
I didn't really expect anything that he did. Using my power, sure, because even if he hadn't been, everyone had to at some point with that rule. But murder? My reputation around here is bad enough without me encouraging anyone to hurt each other.
Well... on the bright side, consensus seems to be our godkillers were taken care of this week? Unless offin' Newt an' Luna inspired some copycat murders.
The game, winnin', killin', that sorta stuff. Like ya said, ya got a bit of a reputation... but I wanna hear from the source, not just hearsay, ya know?
I was okay with the competition in and of itself but that was before I realized how pointless it is. We're supposed to be figuring out...which of us an unbiased group of people favor as a leader, right? But it's been unbalanced since the beginning, and it's only gotten worse every week. And I only opted in on the killing because, well, you know.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
WEEK 4, POST-TRIAL
So how pissed should I expect you to be at me because of what my power did to you?
no subject
it is, however, the hand minus uno pinky. gomen. ]
Relax, I ain't mad at you. Yer fuckwad of a guilty follower, though...
no subject
[...]
He's a tool. I'm sorry. I didn't know what he was planning to do.
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
no subject
[She gives a one-armed shrug.]
You never know when someone's going to decide to embrace their inner crazy.
no subject
What's yer take on all this, Disorder-han? Don't think I got the chance to ask the last time we chatted.
no subject
no subject
[ pause, and a sigh ]
Sorry if that's a lil' too forward of me.
no subject
[She sighs, frustrated.]
I think it's all a bunch of horseshit.
no subject
[ let him in on ur secrets disorder-chan... ]
no subject
[She lets out a breath of air.]
I was okay with the competition in and of itself but that was before I realized how pointless it is. We're supposed to be figuring out...which of us an unbiased group of people favor as a leader, right? But it's been unbalanced since the beginning, and it's only gotten worse every week. And I only opted in on the killing because, well, you know.