[Medic immediately dives for the bed and flops down on it, startling Archimedes. His handwriting is lazy and harder to make out, and you can hear faint yawning while he's writing it.]
if that were the case why would she bring me to witness it
i think you can technically kill any day of the week, its just mafia confined to thursday nights
[Medic does wake up a little when Ripley speaks up, though. He's still splayed out on the bed, but he's looking up at her with his head propped up on his arms.]
The reason that I'm telling you this is because...I trust you enough, I guess. [She turns towards Phil, crossing her arms.] Even if you turn into a goddamn spider and kill me, it--it won't be a huge loss.
Rips, what are you talking about? Losing you would be a huge loss.
[Phil looks like he's hesitant to say something too before he just goes for it.]
Look I... really hate saying this, but you're easily the most competent person in this damn resort. And hell, the fact that you're willing to protect people every Thursday night is enough for me to think that you're a damn important person to this team.
[Ripley raises an eyebrow, a genuinely surprised expression on her face. Normally, she'd make fun of him for complementing her--something along the lines of "are you feeling alright?", maybe. She bites her bottom lip, looking away from him.]
Phil, my job is literally to die for someone else in their place. If the mafia decides to go after whoever I'm protecting that night, I'm done for.
[Another pause.]
If that means someone else lives another week, though, I'll take it. That's why I've been busting my ass these past few weeks to try and...I dunno, make a breakthrough before that happens.
[sorry to get emo it's just been. weighing on her a lot.]
medic now having flashbacks to the meeting last week and fucking off to get drunk and gay and realizing that they probably stressed Ripley the hell out by doing that]
goddamnit
i told you both that neither of you are allowed to die on my watch
[Medic rubs at his temples, frustrated. On the one hand, there's the fact that, according to Ichigo, there'll be a way to bring them back to life at the end. On the other hand, that doesn't mean he wants Ripley to die, even if it's for someone else. Because what if Ichigo's wrong?]
I'm glad that you're trying to protect people and grateful that you'd been keeping an eye on Snake but that doesn't mean you're not important too
It's not fair, I'll admit that. But I think that's why they gave it to me.
[She grimaces.]
Of course I know what effort I put in matters. But it seems like every time I try to get somewhere, try to protect someone, they end up doing something stupid and trying to kill themselves anyways. It's frustrating.
[Like Akira. She snorts, managing a half-hearted grin.] Granted, I guess the only difference between me being alive and me being dead is I won't be able to take the fall for anyone anymore. And I won't be able to help anyone else get out.
[Ugh ok Phil needs to sit down again. He's almost positive that Ripley will murder him if he tries to sit on her bed so he opts for the floor again.
This whole conversation is really sobering him up, and he's at a loss. Heck, they never really got along but he didn't want Ripley to be forced into a situation where she would die if she tried protecting someone!
After a moment of silence, Phil clears his throat to speak.]
... Sorry for ditching that one meeting to make out last week.
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if that were the case why would she bring me to witness it
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God, what? No, it's not even Friday. Besides, even though I...barely tolerate you, I'd have no reason to murder you.
[A pause. She lowers her voice to a murmur.]
Because I had reasons to be out in that hallway on Thursday.
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[He's... referring to the fact that he said that the only reason why he's not dead is because no one cares about him enough to kill him.]
... Rips, why were you out in the hallway?
[But yeah this sounds super sus.]
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[Medic does wake up a little when Ripley speaks up, though. He's still splayed out on the bed, but he's looking up at her with his head propped up on his arms.]
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I was out there protecting Akira. [A pause. She snorts.] Felt sort of pointless when he pulled that stunt at the trial, thought.
[She...lets that settle in for a moment.]
Ever since this dumb game started, I've been trying to protect people, week after week. It's...my job.
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So.
Why is it your job to protect some dumb kid?
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[She closes her eyes, pinching the bridge of her nose.]
Do I literally need to spell it out for you? I have a goddamn role, and that role is to protect people.
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[He takes another sip of his coffee, mulling this over.]
So what? Are you telling me this because you wanna protect me this week?
[He winks. Just... go ahead and hit him with a chair, Ripley.]
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I brought you both here so I could fucking have a serious conversation!
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He might be burned a little it's fine. He's just... going to take a few moments here. Yeah.]
Ok alright, this is just a lot to take in, Rips.
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He's not getting up though. Archimedes, on the other hand, flies over to Phil and just kind of. Lands on his chest. Hello not-dad.]
So that's why you wanted to sit in the hall the other night? To keep an eye on him?
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Yes. The previous weeks, I chose to protect Snake, but...I don't think he's figured that out yet.
[A pause.]
I know you don't really have any reason to trust me about this, but in order to find a way out of here, we need more allies.
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[He's just gonna... lay here a bit. This is Fine.]
Snake? You were protecting him these past few weeks?
[His expression softens as he looks up at her.]
Look Rips. I know we don't get along but I probably trust you more than I trust most of the people in this resort.
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And I trust you implicitly at this point! even if you do keep throwing chairs at my boyfriend
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[Ripley extends a hand to help Phil up, if he'll take it, grimacing.]
Thanks for the trust. Not that...it really affects you. As a ghost.
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Could you get off of me for one moment please?
[He used the "p" word please let him get up.]
I don't get why people didn't trust him. The weirdest thing he's ever done was carry me that one time.
[And he fucking LOVED IT]
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well! still! it means I trust you're not going to kill anyone else here I care about which should count for something
I still hate how close Bennings and Snake came to dying that day. At least Bennings was cleared of suspicion by it
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[A pause.]
The reason that I'm telling you this is because...I trust you enough, I guess. [She turns towards Phil, crossing her arms.] Even if you turn into a goddamn spider and kill me, it--it won't be a huge loss.
[She looks hesitant about something.]
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But that statement makes Phil concerned.]
Rips, what are you talking about? Losing you would be a huge loss.
[Phil looks like he's hesitant to say something too before he just goes for it.]
Look I... really hate saying this, but you're easily the most competent person in this damn resort. And hell, the fact that you're willing to protect people every Thursday night is enough for me to think that you're a damn important person to this team.
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Phil, my job is literally to die for someone else in their place. If the mafia decides to go after whoever I'm protecting that night, I'm done for.
[Another pause.]
If that means someone else lives another week, though, I'll take it. That's why I've been busting my ass these past few weeks to try and...I dunno, make a breakthrough before that happens.
[sorry to get emo it's just been. weighing on her a lot.]
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[Phil fall silent, actually stunned by this development.
Congrats Ripley you got an emotion out of him that wasn't brought about by his cookie curse.]
This isn't fair! What's the point of being forced to protect others if you're just going to get killed in the end?
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medic now having flashbacks to the meeting last week and fucking off to get drunk and gay and realizing that they probably stressed Ripley the hell out by doing that]goddamnit
i told you both that neither of you are allowed to die on my watch
[Medic rubs at his temples, frustrated. On the one hand, there's the fact that, according to Ichigo, there'll be a way to bring them back to life at the end. On the other hand, that doesn't mean he wants Ripley to die, even if it's for someone else. Because what if Ichigo's wrong?]
I'm glad that you're trying to protect people and grateful that you'd been keeping an eye on Snake but that doesn't mean you're not important too
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[She grimaces.]
Of course I know what effort I put in matters. But it seems like every time I try to get somewhere, try to protect someone, they end up doing something stupid and trying to kill themselves anyways. It's frustrating.
[Like Akira. She snorts, managing a half-hearted grin.] Granted, I guess the only difference between me being alive and me being dead is I won't be able to take the fall for anyone anymore. And I won't be able to help anyone else get out.
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This whole conversation is really sobering him up, and he's at a loss. Heck, they never really got along but he didn't want Ripley to be forced into a situation where she would die if she tried protecting someone!
After a moment of silence, Phil clears his throat to speak.]
... Sorry for ditching that one meeting to make out last week.
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and people like me who haven't cared about dying in a long long time
[And then Phil speaks up,]
I'm
sorry about that too
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