[ A bit sharp in tone, though what need has she to be defensive of the matter? Such a thing wouldn't happen while she was around. It certainly wouldn't happen because of her.
But doesn't it sting? ]
No.
[ Said to the voice with a hiss, though it may seem like an answer to Five himself. Contradictory to her actual answer, if so.
She pauses, then folds her arms protectively, and her tone immediately shifts back to the weary drag against gravel. ]
What I mean— I would do anything to prevent it. Is that their cause?
[ His eye twitches at her tone over something she can't know. The world ending never seems possible until you've been through it multiple times, and he can assure her there's a big chance it'll end here.
Her curiosity just makes him more suspicious. Does it matter now? ]
The opposite, actually. They mainly existed to make sure it kept on track. [ Five technically helped them in that goal, but only because he always planned to betray them. ] How successful they've been depends on how you look at it, but I don't think Hell breaking loose was ever on their radar.
[ They sounded nearly as if they were some sort of proper collaboration of those who might care, but it sounds as if they were no better than the demons of Hell, whether or not they saw themselves as such.
Her eyes narrow. He is, after all, a friend of Wrath's.
But then...she has to recall how the Doctor has phrased it at times. What of the creation that might come after? What of—
Her nails dig. That isn't what they want. That isn't what you want. ]
[ Five can see what she's implying, but he's the one who brought it up. Still, he wishes she'd phrased her second question another way. Lila is a complicated subject. ]
Like I said, she was a part of that organization. She isn't any more. [ Neither is he. ] She's also managed to get my idiot brother to fall for her, so I don't have a choice.
[ Diego Hargreeves? Vanessa never had the chance to even meet him, despite him saving her once. She knows that Five has other brothers, but she has only seen them in a vision. A vision of the apocalypse that he would 'rather avoid'.
Her gaze casts aside, and she sighs. Though it sounds as if she might relax, her nails only dig further into her sleeves. She tilts her head towards something invisible behind her.
His search is likely a lost cause. So is avoiding the end of days. ]
...I haven't heard them whisper of her. Not down here.
[ He notes the tension, but really, who wouldn't be tense right now? Lila is the least of their problems, and yet... he's lucky Diego isn't around to find out he lost her. ]
Neither have I. She vanished without a trace. [ He sighs. She's done that before, so it doesn't necessarily mean demons ripped her apart, but it's a shame. With her gone all he's left with is mysterious women who seem to enjoy prodding information out of him while offering nothing in return.
Not that it matters right now. As long as she doesn't interfere with Wrath, she can spend the last days however she cares to. He's leave her to crawl up the walls but something nags at him to ask. ]
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It won't.
[ A bit sharp in tone, though what need has she to be defensive of the matter? Such a thing wouldn't happen while she was around. It certainly wouldn't happen because of her.
But doesn't it sting? ]
No.
[ Said to the voice with a hiss, though it may seem like an answer to Five himself. Contradictory to her actual answer, if so.
She pauses, then folds her arms protectively, and her tone immediately shifts back to the weary drag against gravel. ]
What I mean— I would do anything to prevent it. Is that their cause?
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Her curiosity just makes him more suspicious. Does it matter now? ]
The opposite, actually. They mainly existed to make sure it kept on track. [ Five technically helped them in that goal, but only because he always planned to betray them. ] How successful they've been depends on how you look at it, but I don't think Hell breaking loose was ever on their radar.
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They wish to ensure it?
[ They sounded nearly as if they were some sort of proper collaboration of those who might care, but it sounds as if they were no better than the demons of Hell, whether or not they saw themselves as such.
Her eyes narrow. He is, after all, a friend of Wrath's.
But then...she has to recall how the Doctor has phrased it at times. What of the creation that might come after? What of—
Her nails dig. That isn't what they want. That isn't what you want. ]
And you still care for her well-being?
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Like I said, she was a part of that organization. She isn't any more. [ Neither is he. ] She's also managed to get my idiot brother to fall for her, so I don't have a choice.
I'd rather avoid it, for the record.
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Her gaze casts aside, and she sighs. Though it sounds as if she might relax, her nails only dig further into her sleeves. She tilts her head towards something invisible behind her.
His search is likely a lost cause. So is avoiding the end of days. ]
...I haven't heard them whisper of her. Not down here.
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Neither have I. She vanished without a trace. [ He sighs. She's done that before, so it doesn't necessarily mean demons ripped her apart, but it's a shame. With her gone all he's left with is mysterious women who seem to enjoy prodding information out of him while offering nothing in return.
Not that it matters right now. As long as she doesn't interfere with Wrath, she can spend the last days however she cares to. He's leave her to crawl up the walls but something nags at him to ask. ]
How prepared are you for the apocalypse?