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Alma Heart Game

You fall into mud. It is sticky and sucking and cloying and whether you stay still and try to remain calm or struggle and try to get out, you're sucked downward. You can't breathe, you can't (of course) see, and you can feel the crushing weight of earth on you. When the blackness becomes overwhelming, you find yourself somewhere else...

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[ ON THE OTHER HAND Trisha's going to see if he can look through the dresser, get around the chains somehow. ]

You can shift the chains somewhat to open the dresser drawers.

Inside is just -- folded uniforms. If victorian women wore a military uniform, with skirt and bustle and so on, it would look like this.

[ If he can, he's going to try to steal a skirt. ]

[You now have 1 voluminous skirt.]

[ This is the best day ever! Trisha's going to slip it on over his ruby uniform pants and then look over to see if there's anything interesting in the bookcase. ]

Do you want a bustle too there are bustles in the drawer.

There are a few romance novels on the bookshelf.

[ He considers it but naw it's kinda hot in here still and he doesn't just want to ditch his uniform all over Alma's heart.

Romance novels! Boring, he'd better go see what Buckster wants. ]

[Coming over here.]

Hey, Trisha--

[Uh. Moving on...]

Hand me some more clothing? I need cloth, something I can tear.

Oh, ok, here.

[ He grabs a blouse and tosses it his way. ]

[Catches.]

Thanks.

... You aren't going to try to remove that knife in her, right?

I was going to...

[ Grabbing that shirt back and smacking him with it ]

You're a fucking idiot. If you pull it out, she's good as dead.

But we can't just leave her here with a knife in her!

[ He motions to the dress stand. ]

Would be better than her bleeding out to death, that's for damn sure.

[ Yes, he's advocating for a mercy kill. ]

What? No! It doesn't have to be a lethal wound, and I'm not letting you bash her head in.

Isn't there any way to staunch the bleeding?

You guys know I can hear you, right...

[Giving Trisha a Look. Now you've gone and upset the nice wounded chained-up lady.]

[ TRYING SOMETHING DIFFERENT Trisha turns towards her. ]

Would you rather die suffering or in an instant and barely feel a thing? Be honest here, because if that knife hit an organ, you're already dead anyway.

Edited 2014-05-04 22:22 (UTC)

Depends on the organ, doesn't it? I'd rather take my time. Things can change, if they take time.

She's important, Trisha. She--you--

[Addressing the woman now.]

What's your name?

I'm Alma.

Hi, Alma. I'm confused--just kidding, I'm Bucky.

[Humor helps, right?!]

Trisha, everyone and everything here is important. You can't destroy things and kill people just 'cause someone's in pain!

I didn't think it was actually Alma, god.

[ He's pouting so hard now. But he does take that opportunity to pull out more clothing because one shirt's not gonna cut it. ]

I won't crush her with a metal arm, so Buckster'll pull the knife out, I hold down the wound, hopefully she doesn't bleed to death all over my damn hands. Sound good to everybody?

If you want to do that, I don't have any objections...

I do have a request, but I'll save it for after.

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