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night four - kill log.
Who: Killers and Souza Samonji
When: The fourth night
Where: The jungles of Ship-Trap Island
[ It's the dead of night in the jungle. Considering the Hunt, you have to wonder if you're actually safe out here, but it at least seems quiet. Maybe you could try getting some rest, or maybe you should keep watch. Either way, that quiet may not seem very comforting. ]
When: The fourth night
Where: The jungles of Ship-Trap Island
[ It's the dead of night in the jungle. Considering the Hunt, you have to wonder if you're actually safe out here, but it at least seems quiet. Maybe you could try getting some rest, or maybe you should keep watch. Either way, that quiet may not seem very comforting. ]
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[ He waits a beat before continuing. ] But I don't understand why...you humans think that's so wrong. If you knew your friend was about to die, wouldn't you fight to protect them too? [ He'd argue that that's what she was kind of trying to do now in her own way. ] Is there something about that that's so...wrong? I assume you think I'm a part of what's happening here on the island despite the fact that everyone thinks on some level that me and my friends are loyal to each other, a tight knit group and yet...Horikawa died. He died in the same way Ema and Stocking did and no one seems to think we would not kill our own friend. [ It doesn't make sense to him, really. ]
What Royce did was no different than Sephiroth, who after one day said I was guilty due to...my personality. [ Or rather his passive nature though after that first day he had at least tried to be more active in trials to decipher clues but he's at least fairly sure no one noticed, or cared enough to realize it. ] My friends know me better than anyone else of course, and if I had done anything I would have admitted it.
[ He's so talkative for someone who's probably about to die but he figures, what does he have to lose at this point? ] Aside from all of that and perhaps what might be hardest to believe, is that I have been in contact with a Fox. After that first day they checked me and deemed me fit to keep in contact with me. I can only tell you they've checked Ivan and Matt too, after he brought up his own Fox, and found both to be innocent. [ He's thoughtful before proceeding. ] I found a Rainsford for them so at the very least this Fox will be protected until they can find the General or one of their Foxhounds.
You can choose to believe that or not, but at least think about it.
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Out of everything I want to say before I die, it's...a question I want to know the answer to. I don't think I'll ever understand humans so this might be fruitless but...Miss Max, what...did we, did I do that was so wrong? Yamato, Horikawa, and now me...why is it we deserve death so much more than anyone else? I don't...understand why protecting your friends, having friends, can condemn us to death. [ Are humans so cold, he wonders? Souza forgets to breathe for a second, realizing he has to and sighs shakily and curious enough all these frustrations of his manifest just barely into tears. Not because he's scared but because he can't understand any of it, any of this. Though he's quick to wipe them away with a hushed apology. ]
Do what you must then, Max but I... [ He hesitates. ] Thank you for... ...at least...listening to me. It's probably the... [ This is immeasurably hard for him. ] Kindest thing anyone outside of my friends had done for me on this island.
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I wish I could be that sure. I wish — I could be as level headed as you guys. I think that's what's so scary about you. You sword people are so decisive and sure all the time, but humans.. we're so fucking fickle. [ a beat. ] I did kill someone for my friend. Sort of. I let him die, but I could have prevented it from happening. Even if I couldn't stop it, I could have.. I can reverse time. I could have gone back and stopped it, but I was so afraid he was going to hurt my friend that I let her shoot him. I just let that happen and now I can't change it. I've screwed up enough, so I have to get back home and save her, or she'll be dead for real this time. [ she wipes her right eye with her upper arm's sleeve. she understands the unwavering fealty to her friends that Souza has. ] I think I should just stop trying to help. If you're being honest with me.. I'll vouch for your friends, okay?
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she won't say sorry.
she can't say sorry.
she remembers what Matt told her. they were being forced to play this sick game. but how can she pretend this wasn't her fault? ]
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[ Of course he is bleeding and while bleeding to death is slow, he finds it peaceful in a way. He always thought that in death he could find freedom, he could be released from his gilded cage and at least now, he is. Souza makes a conscious effort to keep his eyes open for as long as he's able, staring up at the sky that he's always longed for though he momentarily stops to pick up his strewn aside sword, holding it to his chest before he ever so slowly sits down to wait for the inevitable. ]
This might be too much to ask, Max but after I die, can you make sure I'm facing the sky? It... [ He coughs, the sensation hurts. ] I want it to be the last thing I see. It's so high up, isn't it? Ah...I never knew that.
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[ she feels like she's intruding now, watching him slowly pass.. it was painful for her. she was disgusted with herself, to know that she was the one who did this to him, and still he remains as steady as he had been a few minutes ago.
she stays at the edge of the small clearing, clinging to a tree, looking away. she'll let these final moments be his and only his. ]