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[cranekin]

WHO: (cranekin) & you
WHAT: dramatically dying from brain freeze and some closed prompts
WHERE: ice cream parlor & misc.
WHEN: August
WARNINGS: self-harm, violence, csm spoilers (relevant threads labeled)

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[cleansewithfire]

[ Is the iced cream here poisonous??? But Mr. Nansen was fine when he ate some... She can't use herself to judge whether something is poisonous either, since last she checked, most poison just doesn't work on her.

Ah, but does this mean she just has to watch someone die before her? ]

I do not have an antidote. [ Straightforwardly stating facts. ] ...Do you have any last wishes?

[cranekin]

(Of course there isn't an antidote. No one just carries antidotes around casually. He's resigned himself to his fate. It's over. He feels so cold. The pain is so piercing.)

I wanted to give master more surprises...

[cleansewithfire]

I am sorry that you could not do that.

[ ...So she says, but she doesn't really look or sound sorry. If anything she just sounds flat.

After a moment of consideration, she takes off her shawl and puts it over Tsurumaru. ]

[cranekin]

(He sees a flash of color and feels a light weight on him-- like a sheet or think blanket. He doesn't expect it-- it catches him completely by surprise-- but it's... comforting and he goes quiet and still for a moment.

The only sign that he's still alive is that his chest rises and falls steadily and then, suddenly, the piercing pain in his head begins to subside. After a long moment of silence






he makes a sound)

Ah.

[cleansewithfire]

You are still alive.

[ It's stating the obvious, but worth saying given he was in his death throes(?) just a moment ago. ]

[cranekin]

... Still suffering.

(Because living is suffering........... but he doesn't sound too upset over it. If anything he just sounds

tired

he sure did work up a lot of energy dying.)

[cleansewithfire]

Are you still hurting?

[ That's what he means by suffering, right? ...Right? ]

[cranekin]

(Moving one hand to his chest, he can still feel his heart beating. Still feel the blood rushing.)

Not now. Not anymore.

[cleansewithfire]

...I see.

[ She wonders if, perhaps, he was disappointed to find himself still alive. But that seems a little silly? ]

[cranekin]

(It's complicated....

But he sits up slowly, careful to not knock the shawl off. If anything, he takes it and folds it down neatly, smoothing it out offers it back to her,)

Thank you.

[cleansewithfire]

[ She takes back the shawl, pulling it back over her shoulders. ]

You are welcome, Mr...?

[cranekin]

(What a polite girl.)

Tsurumaru. And you, Miss...?

[cleansewithfire]

I am Still Sunrise.

[ She even does a little bow, because that's the polite and proper thing to do. ]

[cranekin]

(Likewise, he inclines his head in return,)

Still Sunrise. How beautiful.

(He's never heard a name like it before.)

Did you come here for the ice cream?

[cleansewithfire]

I did. There are many different flavours here.

[cranekin]

Eh, I wouldn't recommend it.

(And he waves over to the ice creams,)

I think something is wrong with them.

(Not because of the strange effects... but because of his near death experience.)

[cleansewithfire]

Is there something wrong with them?

[ She and one other person ate them just fine??? ]

[cranekin]

Definitely.

(Absolutely.)

I ate one and I thought I was going to die.

[cleansewithfire]

...But I and one other person ate some, and we are fine.