role - foxes

[foxhounds]

FOXES Instead of waking up in the jungle, you wake up elsewhere. This is the square where the Foxes comes to decide what to do, and Ivan patiently sits on a bench. It's your job to pick someone to investigate. After all, you're saving them. You have a little while to think about who you'll pick tonight, but don't think too hard, since you only have until dawn. "So? Who do you want to know about?" Ivan asks, so clearly, she's not going to let you think on it that long. rulebook character statuses profiles All night votes will be due 5PM EST two days after trial.

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[foxhounds]

[ She just looks at her notebook passively, then nods. ]

If there's nothing else you need, have a pleasant night.

[baaaaka]

You're gonna just leave me like this? I might die tomorrow, you know.

[ he tilts his head at her. ]

You could at least comfort me a little.

[foxhounds]

I suppose I'm not very good at providing comfort. But what do you have in mind?

[baaaaka]

[ a small, cool smile. ]

Spend the night with me.

[foxhounds]

[ She laughs, short but soft. ]

That's an odd request. Would it really provide any comfort?

[baaaaka]

Maybe. I might as well do something fun before the sun rises. Tomorrow is going to be a big day for me, I'm sure.

[ he'll fight against it - there's no doubt about that. He always fights. But if his fate is as good as sealed, he'd like to spend his time doing some more stimulating activities than sleeping. ]

Besides, you owe me.

[foxhounds]

Do I? Why is that?

[baaaaka]

'Cause you wouldn't give me any ammo, but you'd give me a violin. There's no way you've got easier access to a violin than bullets.

[ walking closer, he reaches out a hand to cup her chin. ]

You're always keeping things from me, you know? Give me something at least once.

[foxhounds]

[ She does flinch at his touch, but she looks up at him briefly before her eyes flit away. She's still timid in certain ways, but her words seem more confident. ]

Is that really what you want?

[baaaaka]

[ that makes him laugh. ]

What I really want? What I really want is to have everyone else drop dead. That'd be perfect. But sometimes, we can't get what we really want. [ her obvious reluctance doesn't seem to turn him away at all; in fact, he leans down closer. ] We just have to settle with what we have.

[foxhounds]

[ As he leans in closer, Ivan just closes her eyes. She seems resigned, and so she nods. ]

...Fine.

[ I bet Auger didn't think she would agree, and yet. ]

Then will you join me in the manor tonight, Auger?

[baaaaka]

[ actually, he had a feeling she might. That's why he asked. Apparently satisfied, he pulls away; then, he offers a hand to her so that she can get up. It's princely gesture - but coming from him now, it's near-mocking. ]

I'd be honored, Ivan.

[foxhounds]

[ She takes his hand delicately as she stands, but her eyes remain pointedly off of him. But as she asked, she'll head back to the mansion, and this is where we fade to black because I can't believe you Auger ]