Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24652012-20141204034243/@comment-25316824-20150130214749

Lillian "As spartans we will always have to deal with threats. You can't blame the Chat for everything. You didn't prepare us like a leader should have."

Nikolai "I had nothing left to give you."

Nikolai points to his eye patch and his fingerless hand.

Nikolai "I have given you everything!"

Lillian "Not yet you haven't."

Nikolai "I won't kill myself for you."

Lillian "I hope you don't."

Nikolai "What?"

Lillian "Right now I am at peace. I have no more worries, troubles, or pain and suffering because I am dead. This war will eat you up and spit you out. It will tear you apart with bullets and claws and teeth. Your weak. It is much better to die and not see the horrors of war and what it does to you than to sit though it and lose the sense of who you are deep down inside. You live with a knive to your throat every day while I am free."

Nikolai "Suicide?"

Lillian "You deserve to reap what you sowed. You deserve to suffer for the horrible things you have done."

Nikolai jumps up.

Nikolai "We are soldiers and soldier kill people! That is my job! So people were born with a gift to heal people or to fly ships. My gift is killing people! Its what I am good at!"

Nikolai lies in a chair. His finger is moving as if he were ridiculing someone or argueing. His hand is still in the machine while the machine attachs Nikolai's fingers.