night four - kill log.

[foxhounds]

Who: Killers and Greed
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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[unrulyprincess]

[sorry for being the reason for a quick death, bro.

Clarine hangs back, expression tense and a little sad, but otherwise firm. They have to do this. This is for everyone's good.

She'll keep hanging back for now, but she's at the ready to back Gi-ne up.]

[ossifragant]

[He's winded, collapsing to his knees. Greed laughs darkly, clutching at his stomach.]

What happened to that proud warrior? How cowardly.

[He's not fighting back, though.]

Hurting women's not my style. Just make it quick.

[meatery]

I've given everyone I fought a chance to fight back.

[But she doesn't look like she's in the mood to go easy on him. Her arm still hurts so instead of punching him she kicks him in the head now that it's within her reach, intending to knock him onto the ground.]

You can have that same chance if you want, but it's been a long night.

[unrulyprincess]

[She's not happy about this, but...she knows better to speak up now after the last time.

So, antsily, she remains silent, waiting for Gi-ne to finish it.]

[ossifragant]

[He coughs, spitting up blood, but he still doesn't fight.]

That's not what I'm talking about, and you know it.

[He's silent for a moment, and then:]

Unlike Samonji, I don't have friends on my side telling me to live. Go on, kill me. That's the point of your game.

This is what I want; this is what you want. Go on, do it.

[meatery]

[Gi-ne keeps staring at Greed. She tightens her grip on her cleaver, judging what the best way to kill him would be when suddenly a thought occurs to her.]

... First, let's talk about friends. Are you the one who betrayed Orion?

[unrulyprincess]

[ah... That hadn't occurred to her. Despite herself, Clarine steps forward, behind Gi-ne still, but clearly listening.

Someone betrayed Orion, and they still need to know who.]

[ossifragant]

[He considers being silent, but if he's going to die, he may as well speak.]

No.

[meatery]

[Gi-ne nods, looking a little sad but satisfied at the same time.]

Fuuma then, probably. Thank you.

[Then she grabs Greed by the hair, tugs his head into position and readies her cleaver to slit his throat.]

... And, Greed? You do have friends.

[unrulyprincess]

...We are doing this for everyone. Truly...we will save everyone.

[That is Clarine's only input before she averts her gaze.]

[ossifragant]

[His expression is sad, distant. Resigned.]

No, I don't.

[His eyes close.]

Saving people by killing them. Well, good luck.

[meatery]

We'll see.

[Gi-ne seems sure of it anyway. The corner of her blade catches on the side of Greed's throat.]

You too.

[And the blade slices across his throat. Gi-ne waits a second before letting go of his hair, letting him drop back onto the ground.]