She'd like to sleep, like they do, rather than be awake as the only one to see it. No- she'd rather be dead. Dead like she'd planned to be, like she and Matsukaze had planned. She was supposed to rejoin her master, pretend to not be a traitor... and then meet him by the cliff, he with his gunpowder necklace and she with a torch.
So why is she here, alive, while they look like corpses? Why, why-
She lashes out, a back hoof kicking up against the back of the pod behind her, once, twice, loud, offensive noises of hoof on metal, making her wince and her fingers to tighten whiter knuckle on the glass before her. Childish, weak, womanly, disgusting-]
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She'd like to sleep, like they do, rather than be awake as the only one to see it. No- she'd rather be dead. Dead like she'd planned to be, like she and Matsukaze had planned. She was supposed to rejoin her master, pretend to not be a traitor... and then meet him by the cliff, he with his gunpowder necklace and she with a torch.
So why is she here, alive, while they look like corpses? Why, why-
She lashes out, a back hoof kicking up against the back of the pod behind her, once, twice, loud, offensive noises of hoof on metal, making her wince and her fingers to tighten whiter knuckle on the glass before her. Childish, weak, womanly, disgusting-]
When has it ever mattered what I wanted?
[She-]
What do they want from me?