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[decideformyself]

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[tanteiotaku]

He reached up and put a hand on his shoulder that still had an arm attached to it. "Sorry."

[decideformyself]

Philip shrugged away from that hand. "You're right," he agreed lightly. "This has happened many times now, and I've gotten no better at learning to..." He gestured uselessly. To do the right thing. To function as a human being. "This time I was simply glad that you were spared."

[tanteiotaku]

He shook his head. "It's not just you. Some people think they're making the right decisions to protect themselves and the people they care about. Even if it means hurting a stranger or someone they don't like. On the other hand, if they refuse, they could just as easily end up dead like those two kids during the last event did. Or worse, someone they care about could end up in the line of fire, which for some people can be worse than being hurt themselves.

"Breaking out of that is hard and terrifying. They'd be putting a lot of things very important to them on the line. It's easier for them to just bide their time and survive until their sentences are up."

[decideformyself]

But some of the people here had sentences that would never be up. Philip rested his head in his hand and sighed. He wondered how Adam's plan was proceeding, but he couldn't bring it up. Who knew who might be listening?

[tanteiotaku]

He scrubbed at his face, got up, and started pacing. He was still pissed off at this. Terui was dead, among others. And doing anything now would just be stupidly impulsive. And then there was the question of if even there was anything that could be done. Knowing what they knew now about the background of this place and the technology available, things could go very, very wrong.

"We'll have to try to get them to see it differently," he decided. "Somehow."

[decideformyself]

He glanced up to watch Shotaro pace. Easier said than done, really... "What do you propose for the next Carnival Corpse? Should we all just stand around and refuse to fight?"

[tanteiotaku]

"Sounds like it'd make a pretty boring event for the sponsors, don't you think? And if the sponsors aren't entertained, it's downhill from there. On top of the other things going on."

[decideformyself]

"We'll surely be punished for it," Philip pointed out. "And if they believe that punishment is not enough to deter us, what's to stop them from simply doing away with those who refuse to play along?"

[tanteiotaku]

"If we can get enough people on board, that would leave them with an empty prison. And that's no way to make money." Sure, it was contingent on a lot of things. And he already had an idea of people that wouldn't be in for this kind of thing.

[decideformyself]

Philip ruffled his hair in frustration and let out a deep breath. Shotaro had a point.

[tanteiotaku]

He looked over at Philip and sighed. "We'll talk about this later with Terui and John. Just rest for now, alright, partner?" he came up next to the bed. He hated to see him scared like this. "Is there anything you want?"

[decideformyself]

He wanted to kick himself for feeling this way. All that would come of his being upset would be Shotaro getting upset and possibly doing something stupid.

"Some company would be nice," he admitted.

[tanteiotaku]

He smirked. "What kind of partner would I be if I abandoned you in your hour of need?" Okay, back into bed with him. Lounging like this in bed with someone wasn't something he did often but it just felt right with Philip.

[decideformyself]

Philip smiled right back. He leaned against Shotaro and grabbed a library book from the nightstand.

[tanteiotaku]

Shotaro had left a book of his own in here the night before. He cracked it open to where he'd dog-eared it and did some reading of his own.