END GAME: THE COUNTDOWN STARTS

[sailmods]

[the prisoners wake up on cold, hard floors.

the lights are bright, glaring, a sterile cell with sterile bars facing a sterile hall. the prisoners with you, across from you, and no one else. no rocking of a ship in waves, nothing. just the prisoner and their prison.

time passes, one assumes. the rhythmic click of Friday’s heels down the hall. it’s almost like the ticking of a clock.]

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[decohere]

[Ava closes her eyes as she weighs the low chance of success, them against every impossibility] You know neither of them would ever forgive me. [the matter of forgiving herself is another entirely, one she knows is already too far in debt to ever come close to settling.

but them alive and safe and free is worth a lifetime of resenting her, probably.]

I'll look for whatever opportunities I can to make this right.

[light_mischief]

They'd get over it. [he tilts his head.] Besides, I'd expect you to come back. But we may need reinforcements. People unhindered by Malin's control. You, Peter, and Darcy can be trusted to find the right people for the job.

[decohere]

[she doubts it. the same way she doubts either would even listen to her if it came down to it. but she understands for his sake, being helplessly stuck behind bars while those he loves risk their lives to rescue the love of his life... that he needs to hear it. she nods. appreciates that he still trusts her, despite her inability to ever prove that she deserved it.]

Of course I'd always come back for you, Skulduggery. But. We are the right people for the job. Darcy and Fio, they're so strong and capable. You raised them right.