[SORRY, EMMA. North will think to apologize later, but right now? She's trapped in her own panic, trying to keep "Markus" alive even when he's already— well. It dosn't really matter, in the grand scheme of things. What does matter is that, while Emma's butt gets acquainted with the ground and North cradles Schrodninger's boyfriend, the boggart begins to speak.]
North— [It's a grotesque, inhuman sound. Mechanical. Obviously the sound of a machine that's received too much damage to work properly. North gasps, opening her mouth as if to say something, but "Markus" keeps talking.] This happened... because of you...
[... Her mouth snaps shut, body language going rigid as if someone just slapped her.]
You were right there... So why didn't you die for me like you said you would?
[Hm.
Well, looks like the boggart was right about escaping a beatdown by targeting North instead? Bad.]
[She moves to a sitting position after a few moments, and while she doesn't want to move forward to get in the middle of this... Regardless of how poorly her and North get along, something twists in her chest watching this.
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North— [It's a grotesque, inhuman sound. Mechanical. Obviously the sound of a machine that's received too much damage to work properly. North gasps, opening her mouth as if to say something, but "Markus" keeps talking.] This happened... because of you...
[... Her mouth snaps shut, body language going rigid as if someone just slapped her.]
You were right there... So why didn't you die for me like you said you would?
[Hm.
Well, looks like the boggart was right about escaping a beatdown by targeting North instead? Bad.]
no subject
From her spot on the ground:]
North... It's not real.