WEEK 13 - I can't lie to you about your chances, but you have my sympathies.

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the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (13)

sunday (41) survivors Something in the air breaks, shattering from deep within space itself - and to accompany that sensation is a psychic scream. The ship shakes, coming to a screeching halt as a bright light explodes outside it. It pulses, not unlike a heartbeat, that crawls and crawls along at a slow, grueling pace. The last illusion has been broken, the last mental tie severed and crushed. You've done well up until now, and you can reap the benefits of Her labor; the dead walk among you, after all, and as Her scream rings out, a burst of energy shoots through the residents of the Pygmalion. It's clearly a desperate bid, but it doesn't root itself in place. Instead, you feel lighter than ever - Her attempt to claim you has only unraveled the string that kept you in place. The 40% limit has been lifted, and you are at full capacity. The chains have been broken. Go freely, heroes. taken list profiles private conversations setting rulebook ENTER COMMAND_

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[baptizer]

[ Elizabeth obliges, pouring a modest amount. Who the hell is she to judge at this point? They've come so far and she hopes that she'll forget the idle itching that ate away at her skin. Worst memory. ]

Be careful - this... ugh. This has quite a sweet taste to it.

[ They're all completely dead inside and Elizabeth just basically cuddles Yuno. They're close. Sisters, she'd think, in some weird cosmic way. ]

You're feeling alright?

[bloodteller]

[ they're absolutely sisters, in yuno's heart. elizabeth is the family she's always needed, and she's happy to share a drink with her in a quiet moment. there's always the possibility it'll be their last quiet moment together, but yuno stomps the thought of her mind. no. she'll make sure there's a happy, idyllic life for both of them once they're off this ship. ]

I'm okay. Just tired.

[ she takes a sip, and it is sweet. her lips pucker in thought, and her reflection stares back at her. ] I'm happy to see you. You're warm. And thank you, for the wine.

[baptizer]

[ Elizabeth thanked Yuno profusely since her revival - endlessly for how she dealt with the nightmare cradle. For saving her. For allowing her freedom.

Yeah, they're both pretty tired and she nods in acknowledgment. She takes her own swig at the same time and their faces both scrunch up.

Sisters. ]

Better warm than data. It's not the best - I don't think - but it'll due. For now. ..I hear Paris has an unmatched collection of vineyards.

[bloodteller]

[ she laughs, a small giggle. yuno turns her head so that her chin is balanced on elizabeth's shoulder and their faces are inches from the other's so she can stare up into her blue eyes. how nostalgic, she thinks. ]

You've got an idea, don't you? ...I'll go if you go.

[baptizer]

Depends - I've had a lot of ideas since getting another lease on life.

[ Even if... she still wants to just go back to the safety of her tower. She doesn't take another drink, she just braces the girl, holds her. ]

[bloodteller]

[ yuno will sling an arm around elizabeth's shoulder, returning the embrace. ]

Then we'll do all of them. All of your ideas. This is just... One last cage to break out of. After that, we're free. Both of us.

[baptizer]

You remember what we discussed, correct? Once we're able to get everyone - once we're all rested enough and this is left behind... I'll need your help for this.

[ Elizabeth leans forward, pressing her lips against Yuno's temple. She gives her a tightened hug, sighing into her pink strands of hair. ]

Just once more and we're free.

[ She repeats. ]

[bloodteller]

[ there are about a hundred-thousand emotions running through yuno the moment elizabeth's lips touch her forehead and all of them are different forms of relief and adoration that she can't contain. her cheeks flush and her body tingles with the knowledges she's desired, needed - that she means something and someone is willing to hold her like this. ]

A-- anything you need at all. I'm here. I'm here, Elizabeth, and I'll help you. I won't let you face it alone. We can do it. [ and the embrace is returned, the glass of wine forgotten on the coffee table so yuno can wrap her arms around elizabeth. ] Together.

[baptizer]

[ Yuno was valued. She was treasured, in Elizabeth's eyes. She sees her not as a murderer... but as a girl who desperately tried to escape her shackles. Instead of self-sacrificing, she shows a vengeance she envies. ]

Right. That's it.

[ Elizabeth speaks a true, encouraging word - simple and needed. This is the gayest thing that has happened on the ship and Grel assimilated with Alice??? ]