WEEK 14 - I have been — and always shall be — your friend.

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the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (14)

monday (41) survivors You stand with your friends, your family, and your enemies, shoulder to shoulder. The deceased and the living are the same, now, and you've been reunited with the person trapped on the opposite ship. You have four choices. Four options laid before you - five, if you're smart about it. You have the option of staying on the Nuwa, a ship pre-programmed to land somewhere safe, soon, and then it's your's for the taking. You have the option of entering the Nuwa's virtual reality and crafting your own perfect world, but knowing it was a perfect world created by your own hand. Your third option is one of the Cradles, a machine created to bring you bliss, and permit you the dream you've always wanted, without the knowledge it's a virtual reality. Your fourth option lays in front of you, on the bridge of the Nuwa, and it's a tear in the fabric of reality, but you can see your home waiting for you. It looks idyllic, perfect, just the way you'd want it to be. Your fifth option lies in another tear - the tear of a friend. Perhaps their heart is kind enough to take in a stray. The choice is your's to make, and whatever you choose, know that, for the first time in fourteen weeks, it's your choice. taken list profiles private conversations setting rulebook ENTER COMMAND_

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[bloodteller]

[ did you miss her, liz? yuno's wrapping her arms around elizabeth's shoulder in a tight, tight hug. ]

The last cage! I told you! We did it!

[baptizer]

[ OOF, HEY SISTER. #sadgasygoddesses. Elizabeth reaches up to touch at her fingertips and biceps, holding on absolutely tight. ]

We did, didn't we? We wouldn't be here without you and Dorian - ...truly, thank you.

[bloodteller]

No, thank you. [ she's floating above the ground, still, but yuno's beaming at her. ] Without you, it wouldn't have happened at all.

[ and her hands, they slide down until she's tugging at the hand elizabeth grasped at her with. ] I'm thinking about it, too. Going to Paris, I mean! It'd be fun, don't you think?

[baptizer]

[ Yuno stop being a badass god??? I also typed and put gasy but no, it's #sadgaygoddesses and I literally went to bed in disappointment, so please know that.

ANYWAYS. ]

I do. I'm thinking - I'm thinking of going to Paris. [ A beat. ] ... "Modern day". I'm worried about us, me and Booker, since.. ah.. this is just not our time. It's not fair to drag him from his life -

[ She's mainly worried about him. insanely worried about him. ]

[bloodteller]

[ yuno is the least gasy god in the world, she has resolved herself to never burping or farting ever again ]

Mr. Booker should come with us, then. I don't think he wants to leave your side either, don't you?

[ with a smile, she places a kiss to elizabeth's forehead. sweet, patient, kind, relieved. ] Let's go and spread our wings, Elizabeth. There's a whole world to explore out there.

[baptizer]

[ Oh my god. ]

...I'd like that.

[ Yuno's sudden kiss stops her from continuing on - for wondering if she was forcing a choice with Booker. If he could come with her, his debt would be gone. He wouldn't have to run. He'd have his own life again. ]

... Alright. If you'd have us - ... if you'd have both of us... we can - right, we can start over.

[bloodteller]

[ and that's enough, yuno thinks.

starting over. it gives the both of them chances at a normal life, with the support of the family they deserved. yuno gets dave, and elizabeth gets booker - they both find family after years of abuse, years of hurt and fourteen weeks of constant changes to the person they were, and are. she thinks back to the first time she'd seen elizabeth, against the great expanse of space in the viewport, and a hint of jealousy struck up inside her. she's pretty, too pretty, but yuno doesn't look at that with anger anymore. she sees elizabeth as beautiful because she is, and she thinks she's beautiful with a fondness inside her she can't quite place. it's familiar, in a way.

so when yuno places her forehead to elizabeth's and closes her eyes, she feels something deeper than understanding, comprehension, support and love. she feels like a part of herself has been reunited with her, and as though elizabeth's words are try. "we can start over." yes, they can. they can find family in each other and support in each other, and yuno remembers rhys mentioning soulmates. in their conversation, she'd said perhaps jack was his, and yuno considers it now, maybe the reason their lives, despite being separated by time, are so similar is because elizabeth is yuno's soulmate.

or at least, she's the only person in the world she can trust to never, ever leave her. ]

Adrien will like it, I bet. Having you around. He's a good guy. [ there's a content sigh that escapes her lips, and the smile is relieved, gracious, sincere - she's happy. ] And... Elizabeth?

[ and it's a tiny whisper, like this time, no one but elizabeth should hear yuno's words. ]

I love you. So much. Thank you.