week 13

[baptizer]

[ It's after her conversation with Jason that Elizabeth... can't sleep. Like a gnawing bite at her flesh, it devours her. She feels herself slipping - she feels a weight on her that she's never felt. It.. hurts. All of this hurts.

For the first time in weeks, Elizabeth feels alone. This is somehow... just as bad as when she sat alone in the make-shift medbay after her revival. It's no secret that Elizabeth wishes she died and paid for her sins of killing Light and Hancock. She was coming to terms that it was a creature - not her - that inflicted this pain.

She was getting better. People didn't view her as a monster but -

now? That's a distant memory. Elizabeth feels trapped, she feels that she bares the responsibility of keeping Luke, Yuno and Jason alive. After arriving in the graveyard, she failed to help Rhys - she failed so badly and blames herself. When Jack arrived, she never forgave him - she allowed him to repent and hoped he could see his own salvation. Now with the two together... she's growing uncomfortable. There's a moral duty she takes on, but it's chipping away at her fragile state. She wears a smile like a sundress but her confidence has faulted after conversing with the survivors of the alien possession and the two Hyperions.

...She was alone, wasn't she? No one knew what she felt like, no one can relate to 1900s female oppression being trapped her entire life. She rambles on, putting her trust so blindly into her "friends" because... she has no one else.

And once again, she falls victim to that.

Luke gets a text message soon. ]

I don't want to be here anymore.

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[chiseler]

[For a moment, he simply stares at the message. It's been a hard couple of days full of conversations he wasn't ready for and information he's still processing and there's a tiny bit of hope still buried deep under everything else. It's been a couple of days of self-loathing and self-hatred and guilt and a plethora of other things he had hoped to leave behind in death.

And yet, seeing a message like this from someone like her…he has enough self-aware to realize there's something wrong.]

Where do you want to go?

[That's the first question. Not "why not" or "what's wrong." It's a simple question because he, too, has felt like that often enough.]