bakaomi | (no subject)

Too petty for what? Murder? The guy's too soft to be here, if you want my opinion. Maybe he's really as stupid as he seems, but I was trying to give him the benefit of the doubt.

He's a moron, but he knows what he wants.

Knowing and doing are two different things, pal. Is he actually willing to take initiative to get what he wants, or is he going to just hope the game works out in his favor?

[Notes trill as he drums his fingers on the keys in thought.]

Some of the gods have mentioned that some of their followers have been less than proactive. Freeloading, or just milking the gods for favors without pulling their weight on the team. Senri seems like one of those types. No one pulling that shit deserves to walk out of here with a wish.

... nah.

[ he shakes his head. ]

He's actually working pretty hard behind the scenes. He won't come to talk to you because he's a fucking baby, but he's playing the game.

Hah, whatever you say, but a baby isn't going to get very far here. He should've come talk to me, though. I had something to tell him.

[And then, in sing-song:]

Guess he'll never know.

[ he narrows his eyes ]

He won't miss much.

Awfully big talk, but you know, I respect that. Most of the people in this game could use a little more... Substance, we'll say. Tell him I said hi though, would you?

Sure.

Any other messages?

Nope. Any other questions?

Mm...

I guess my only other one would be... why? Especially why did you agree to Luna's deal?

Why wouldn't I? She was offering to do the heavy lifting, killing two to my one, with one of hers being a god at that. It was a good trade-off.

And you weren't worry she'd try to backstab you?

The thought crossed my mind, but you have to remember we ran into each other by mistake. Turning her down would've left me open then and there. At least in a partnership I'd be useful through the trial.

That's true.

Did you have a backup plan in case she tried something after?

Of course. Do I seem like the type to put in that much effort just to leave my future up to chance?

I mean, you were hiding what type of guy you are for several weeks.

That sounds like an excuse to me.

What would you have done then?

It's irrelevant now, and it's more fun for me if I die with some mysteries left intact.

Fine.

I hope whatever you were playing for was worth it.

It wasn't, but I appreciate the sentiment. Good talking to you, pal. Good luck.

[He stands and makes his way out of the parlor. Maybe he'll get lucky and there will be a piano in the afterlife.]