seaside_cherry | (no subject)

[completely unfazed, with cold eyes and a hardened look] The only thing I give a shit about is whether your—[a jab at her]—heart's still beatin' and all the blood in your body stays there. I don't have time to give a fuck about anything else; so long as you wear that color, you're not dying, whether that means someone else is losin' an arm or losin' a life.

If you wanna bitch about that, go right ahead! I don't care. Want to go have fun with the wall? Knock yourself out! At the end of this game, there's gonna be two beatin' hearts in here and I don't give a shit about whether that bothers you or not.

[Tears her jacket off and throws it in his face]

[catches it with a snort]

When I first got here, you didn't want anything to do with me. You said that us wearing the same colour didn't mean anything, that I didn't have anything to do with you and my concern didn't mean anything. My concern doesn't have anything to do with the colour of our clothes. But if you're changing your mind here because you can't be bothered to try, then that's even less reason to listen to someone so fickle.

Because it doesn't! That's completely different—I can take care of my fucking self! If I weren't here, I bet you'd let yourself die because you're that much of a self-sacrificial dumbass!

You wanna try? Go ahead! Try to break that! It's never worked before, it's not gonna work now and I've got better things to do than spending every fucking game trying to get myself out and every fucking game throwing a damned tantrum about the situation!

Better things like sitting there moping and cursing and refusing to fight at all.

No. [snappishly, shaking his head like i can't believe i have to deal with this] Just go back to looking for whatever weakness you think there is there.

[You know what fine. I will!! BECAUSE YOU ARE DUMB AND TALKING TO YOU IS DUMB.]

[yeah talking to you is equally dumb!!!! and i'm talking to someone else anyway.]

[Oh hell no]

Leif. I said no.

Don't start with me. This is a game.

A game I have no interest in winning.

I told you, I don't care about your interests.

[I still have that knife you know maybe I won't give you a say]

It's my life we're offering up, your opinion is the one that doesn't matter.

[i've got my first aid skills and a whole body full of shit i can give up to save you don't tempt me]

We're not offering up any life. Remember? I didn't agree to it.

We have to pick one of us.

Not really! We'd have to both agree and if we don't then both of us will die!

[wait what. what are you doing.]

You said you didn't want to die!

No shit. Do you want to die?

Not "I'll do it so someone else doesn't have to." Do you want to die?

Of course I don't want to, but I'm not scared of it- And you are! You have a way to save yourself so why aren't you taking it?

[. . . i'm just gonna look at you like you're stupid and maybe you'll figure it out on your own]

[No because any conclusions I come to don't make any sense you don't like me]

The colour of my jacket isn't worth that much, you're only putting yourself in danger for nothing.

. . . . oh my gods how dumb are you.

Me!?

Does nothing go through that head of yours? I said, I'm not leaving here without you alive!