[ Angel Devil. ] [ chatcube, or action. ] [ if you're visiting the rose barn, look for the door with the creepy bat-and-angel-wing sigil on it. Knock first! Or get zapped. ]
[ slips off the right side of his shirt, revealing a pale, lean torso underneath. the cuff on his left arm jingles at the movement. on his right shoulder, there's a sunken brand overlaid with the shape of a pine tree. you've seen Blood Fiend shirtless. you've never seen this.
the brand, minus the tree, matches the badge on the tumbleweed's shirt. the Weed's eyes widen. ]
Leaves that place alive? Is that what they told you?
[ you've heard this ugly edge to his tone before, in another lifetime; no, another nexus between lives. Blood Fiend doesn't remember, but you do, don't you?
the kitten slides back into his shirt, leaning in close to the tumbleweed. cups the boy's cheek with a clawed hand, lifting his chin. ]
Haven't you ever asked yourself what they're doing in there? Ah, well. Guess it's irrelevant to someone like you. Still, since you were kind enough to let us bring the map all the way here, I'll tell you a secret.
I had permission to leave. Hah, no, you could call it their blessing. The Workshop themselves contacted me not too long ago; they're waiting for me, you know. To finish climbing the Tower. You're a smart kid, aren't you? Surely you know how much Floor Tests cost, this high up. Did you think a bunch of lowly Regulars would meddle with the Workshop's affairs for nothing?
[ strokes the boy's cheek with his other hand. the tumbleweed shivers. ]
... It's a shame, really. You have something to fight for too, don't you? A desire that burns in your chest so brightly that it blinds you to the truth. Did you never think it was strange? That such an important map was left in such an obvious place? Mmm... it really is a shame that they'd put you directly in the path of the Pine Workshop's ace like this. Believe it or not, I don't like seeing lights like that die. It's why I started climbing in the first place.
[ he smiles. ]
You don't have to, though. Die, I mean. You know where Blossom is being kept, don't you?
Sorry, kitty cat. Not for the moons and stars can I fulfill that request.
Anyway, chop chop, get back on it, unless you want ME to handle this interrogation after all~? [ clasps his hands together. They visibly run with sparks of crackling blue electricity. ]
[ the kitten's attention snaps back to the tumbleweed. vines tighten around his neck, though not enough to block his airways. a threat, nothing more. ]
Th-the map. It's a fake. That's why Sir Sheep could steal it so easily. I... I was always meant to follow you guys. B-buttheynevertoldmethatIdrunintotheaceofPine.
[ he twitches, shoulders quivering, but looks the kitten directly in the eye. ]
They already understand the temperament of their plant, especially if he flips THIS easy. It's going to be a trap no matter how we approach, which means~. We can make good USE of him to poke some of those mechanisms into springing.
Hey, tumbleweed. How valuable is your life? Not what you think it is to me or my friend, but to your boss.
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Myself and my fellows are more than capable of helping you realize that, in fact,
you. very. much. CAN.
[ pokes him again. this time with a bit of electric charge behind it. ]
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— Wait, Rosebell.
[ the kitten floats to your side, eyes shadowed. do you comply? or do you carry on? ]
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How much do you really know about the Workshop?
[ addressing them both. the tumbleweed bites his lip, clearly trying not to blurt out something unnecessary. ]
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the brand, minus the tree, matches the badge on the tumbleweed's shirt. the Weed's eyes widen. ]
2/4?
Don't tell me... you're from... Pine?! That's impossible! Nobody... everyone knows that nobody—
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[ you've heard this ugly edge to his tone before, in another lifetime; no, another nexus between lives. Blood Fiend doesn't remember, but you do, don't you?
the kitten slides back into his shirt, leaning in close to the tumbleweed. cups the boy's cheek with a clawed hand, lifting his chin. ]
Haven't you ever asked yourself what they're doing in there? Ah, well. Guess it's irrelevant to someone like you. Still, since you were kind enough to let us bring the map all the way here, I'll tell you a secret.
I had permission to leave. Hah, no, you could call it their blessing. The Workshop themselves contacted me not too long ago; they're waiting for me, you know. To finish climbing the Tower. You're a smart kid, aren't you? Surely you know how much Floor Tests cost, this high up. Did you think a bunch of lowly Regulars would meddle with the Workshop's affairs for nothing?
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You... you don't mean—!
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... It's a shame, really. You have something to fight for too, don't you? A desire that burns in your chest so brightly that it blinds you to the truth. Did you never think it was strange? That such an important map was left in such an obvious place? Mmm... it really is a shame that they'd put you directly in the path of the Pine Workshop's ace like this. Believe it or not, I don't like seeing lights like that die. It's why I started climbing in the first place.
[ he smiles. ]
You don't have to, though. Die, I mean. You know where Blossom is being kept, don't you?
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What?
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[ does a little "shoo, shoo" wave at them. ]
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Stop thinking weird things.
[ he has no idea what you're thinking. it's just your Vibes. ]
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Anyway, chop chop, get back on it, unless you want ME to handle this interrogation after all~? [ clasps his hands together. They visibly run with sparks of crackling blue electricity. ]
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It's fake!
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Come again?
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Th-the map. It's a fake. That's why Sir Sheep could steal it so easily. I... I was always meant to follow you guys. B-buttheynevertoldmethatIdrunintotheaceofPine.
[ he twitches, shoulders quivering, but looks the kitten directly in the eye. ]
... I'll take you Blossom.
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[ keeps his gaze trained on the tumbleweed. staring contest it is. ]
What do you think, Rosebell?
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Hey, tumbleweed. How valuable is your life? Not what you think it is to me or my friend, but to your boss.
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They- ... they promised to take me to the Angel, if I obeyed orders and stayed out of trouble. But then... why would they-- the Ace...
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I don't know!
[ squeezes his eyes shut, struggling against his bonds. it's hopeless. the ace is too strong. ]
I don't even know who my boss is!
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disappear.
it's a shame that Angie hasn't yet witnessed him splice-Shift.a startled bleat sounds out behind you as it reappears out of thin air and bonks Sheep Fiend on the head.
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