-She smiles to Fen, then releases her-
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Shut up.
You waltz in here and point a gun at Cloud on an assumption, suggest we kill our friends, and then you use your weird x-ray memory vision to stare at his dick for a bit and suddenly you get to act like you know me? Us?
Don't talk to me.
About anything.
Ever.
-toCloud-Let's just...wait a sec. Let me just talk to someone tomorrow. It won't take long. And he's a robot so it won't matter.
PM box is Closed, Indefinitely Friend Code: 3368-4181-6850Alright, but I want you to answer something.
Say we find a cure. Say nobody has to kill themselves, and there is no pandemic.
What — where does that leave me? You won't be able to cure me. It's what I am. Should I just live by myself for the rest of my life so I don't start the whole thing over with? Or just get it over with so I don't have to go through that, and make everything I've fought for, all the pills and the counselling, all of it for nothing? What do you think I should do?
edited 2nd May '16 2:15:56 AM by WonderSquid
"Right, cause you're so high and mighty that I couldn't possibly know you." He grit his teeth. "Frankly, I don't want to know you. You call me out for waving a gun in someone's face when you straight up throw a knife at their head because you can't simply say 'We need you to be anywhere but here? The first thing you think of when you find out all of you are infected, and possibly all of the people here are infected, isn't telling them what the hell is going on so they can be smart and make a choice about their lives?" He laughed. "No, you hole up in a room, in the most suspicious way possible, and expect no one to come knocking, or to freak out when you throw knives at them. I came in here ready to kill, but the moment I thought I had something better I could be doing, I atleast tried it. I nearly killed myself doing it, but atleast then I would be removing a bit of the problem too."
He paused when Cloud spoke. "I don't have a clue what you should do. I saw your life, it's a shit hand you been dealt, but that's the thing. You have options of what to do. You know the risks. You know how the hell to accomplish anything you're trying to do." He pointed to Garcia and then to the knife. "By locking yourself in here without telling anyone what the hell was happening, you robbed them of THEIR CHOICE. You took the choice for yourself, and left them with panic, fear, and probably the same thing you, me, and she all have, except without a damned clue what was happening to them. Think about the girl you ran out of here. What if she's infected? How do you think she's going to take burning up, hearing voices, and going a little madder every second?"
... I won't let you give up, Cloud Strife.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?...He's dead, you know. And you never liked me much anyway. It wouldn't be that big of a loss.
I'd miss Tifa, though...
We should think about this later.
-to Calico- I did what I could do. Don't tell me you'd have done it better. I'm tired of hearing that from everyone.
edited 2nd May '16 2:20:53 AM by WonderSquid
Calico just sighs and leans against a wall. "And adventure becomes tragedy. Sould have figured." He mumbled, and pulled the journal from his coat, a feather quill appearing in his hand, looking a bit like someone had simply made it from fibers. He started scribbling in the book, closing his eyes and letting his hand roam.
"Wait. She bit you, atleast, another version of you?" He blinks. "I have a terrible idea." He said and blinked looking to the pen. "If she's immune to this strain, and had the original, is there any way we could use that? Like, i dunno, get some of her blood and make something like a vaccine, or the like?"
You can sleep in my bed tonight if you want. All of you can.
-She looks at Calico-
Except you because I don't know you very well and you talk a lot and scare me. Sorry.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

"Would that make you feel better? Cause blood on your hands always does that." He said and sighed. "If we can't contain it, and stopping it doesn't work without killing us all, what can we do but keep trying till the end comes?"