night 6.

[ sometimes after the clusterfuck that was the trial, pearl is walking through the darkness attempting to find the fragments of whatever chance they have left. which is, most likely, no chance! but, still. if she's gonna die... the least she can do is try and. something. salvage something.

she should've done this sooner, but the noose is coming around their necks even when she'd felt that, perhaps, they had more time than they actually did....

either way, wherever clarine is, pearl will soon find her! try not to be too shocked, little princess, when a voice calls out lightly: ]

Clarine. Here you are.

[ it's me, a murderer. well, no. it's pearl, looking rather worn. ]

night 6. STAYIN SANE

[ okay. so pearl's had time to do her little freakout in the jungle after the trial, when they've all been kicked out, and she's still. well.

she still feels doomed, and numb, and. everything. but the only thing she can try to do is move forward with what little they have, and what little chances they have. maybe they'll get lucky and the generals will murder each other in the night???

nah. but-- she must. which is why she seeks out hijikata, and--wherever he is, that's where she'll be! worn, exhausted, and still clutching the haori in her hands. folded. unworn. and held as if made of glass. ]

... Excuse me.

[ she'd say good! evening! but it's not a good evening. ]

night 6.

[ LOOK OUT, it's a murderer.

kidding, it's just pearl! her steps are light, hesitant and careful as she approaches matt--the best chance she thought they had, considering everything. with his own suspicions that he had towards rei, she... thought that trial might've been a chance, but here they are!

probably screwed.

but she's trying anyway, and she calls out, quiet, uncertain: ]

Mister Murdock.

[ good evening. ]