[Week 3, Thursday: Setz]

[purrtagonist]

[idk where you are Setz, but like. Akira is dropping down from some high place, like a roof or something, to land right next to you]

Twice in one day! We need to stop meeting like this.

Comments

[purrtagonist]

Yeah. I know. It's my judgment, and whether I'm right about extending the game to the time limit.

[god he hopes he's right]

[or does he? I mean, it'd be better to end this early, but. . . hell. he doesn't know]

[subordinacy]

Your reasoning isn't a stretch. It isn't foolproof, but... none of us have anything like that.

[purrtagonist]

. . . yeah.

[. . .]

If they wind up not agreeing with me-- [and here? he hesitates, uncertain if he should finish that thought]

[subordinacy]

[Setz doesn't want to say it, but—]

... They'll kill you.

[purrtagonist]

Yeah.

[yeah. it's a simple fact. they both know it. it isn't the first time Akira has stared death in the face, after all]

Let's hope it doesn't come to that.

[because if it does, he'll fight to survive]

[subordinacy]

[...

Setz really hopes it doesn't, but words alone—not his, at least—won't make a difference at this point. He doesn't know what else he can do for Akira now.]

[purrtagonist]

[not that Akira would ask Setz to do anything else for him at this point-- besides, it's less his own life he's concerned about and more. . . the ultimate outcome of this Game]

[all they can both do is their best. nobody can ask for more than that]

We'll just have to see what happens from here. [. . .] Thank you, for everything you've done so far.

[subordinacy]

... I haven't done anything yet. Like you said, we'll just have to see.