Masa con Papas: Proxy's Memory

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???: Mr. Judgment?

You find your walk back interrupted by a stranger with an aura like a jagged knife.

You can’t help but feel an immediate rattling in your head.

Styx is stirring as pieces tend to come together immediately.

Disengage right now.

Charon: Are you looking for someone?

Charon!

???: I’ve found him! I have no doubt it’s you, you remind me of the old boss just giving you a slight glance…

???: Little shorter than I pictured but she did make a rather nasty comment. Not my thing but bless her honestly.

???: Have to say I’m feeling very strong about you in at least two different ways.

Charon: And what’s that supposed to mean?

Styx: Don’t ask for clarification-

???: Well first? You have a destructiveness to you, a real hurricane of a person. I might have to keep you in mind if I need a favor but… seems someone already had dibs. Unfortunate! But I’m committed to my current contracts anyway.. 

???: But secondly, you remind me of some people and.. I don’t think it’s by pure coincidence.

???: What do you have to say, rabbit?

Charon: Rabbit?

Styx:Rabbit…?!

???: You have that stench on you. Better dressed perhaps but I can’t help but feel a certain deja vu.

???: Who are you contracted with?

???: It’s clear as day, it’s certainly left quite the mark on your body.

The stranger attempts to approach you further

Rook swoops in and tries to create a gap between you two, this time in the skeletal state you’ve started to get most familiar with.

???: Oh! Well that’s just a confession!

???: Not as confident this time though, are you?

???: I come not to fight, fortunately for you.

???: I’m here to inspect!

Charon: If you’re asking for that much, I’d like to know something as well.

???: Asking so much, You do understand you’re in the presence of a King? Queen?

???: Depends on the energy at the time really, think it’s such an interesting concept you people have…

???: But I feel merciful, you may call me Mission.

Charon: Judgment, but you knew as much.

Mission: Mmhmm!

Charon: What do you really want out of all this?

Mission: Housekeeping for now, seems we ended up with an unexpected recruit in all this.

Mission: The other dog made such a big argument for you, vouched on your potential and claimed that this was your job in the first place which…

Mission: Had me sent here since my partner had her doubts.

Charon: Then you work for Ali.

Mission: I work with Ali.

Charon: Interesting. She’s pretty high standard.

Mission: And I more than meet that!

Mission: Think you just barely manage to pass the threshold to be a backup should both our contracts expire!

I know we’re not on the best terms but.. Please don’t consider any of this.

Mission: And besides, you look like a person who knows how to treat a blade better than the people around you!

How-!

Charon!

Mission: Your value as a client is certainly pushed by who you are, who you might’ve been once, and absolutely by who you’re housing right now.

Charon: You’re a little rancid, don’t you get tired?

Mission: Like to think it’s a way to find your true allies. Can’t tolerate you at your worst, don’t deserve you at your finest. So the saying goes anyway..

Charon: Tell yourself that.

Mission: Still have that mouth after all this time too?

Mission: Charmed!

They fixate on your eyes, as if trying to gaze at something on the other side.

Mission: I’m just glad knowing I outlived you.

Charon: Want to see how long that lasts?

Mission: Mm..

Mission: Maybe.

Mission: Despite our history, think by your hand is one of the few I’d be okay with ending me.

Mission: Not my favorite option but..

Mission: I’d more than accept it should it happen.

They casually approach you, ignoring the proxy’s attempt to intimidate them.

Mission: I know more than enough what you’re capable of.

Mission: And personally, i think I’d be a stronger in your hands than hers.

Mission: With her I’ve found much time to think, reflect, make the effort to atone.

Their voice softens.

Mission: And maybe you’re the key to that right now.

Mission: My cross is yours to inherit, if you truly desire.

Mission: All it would take is one clean hit.

They grab your hand and place it to their throat.

Your chest pounds so frantically, you can’t even recognize it as your own.

Mission: I wouldn’t hold it against you for one moment if you cut me down.

Mission: After all your friends did, wouldn’t you like to tie that last loose end? Make it truly worth it?

Mission: My mind and this flesh are all that remain of the old crown on this world.

Styx’s voice is gone, completely silent.

The seething hatred that remains is all you can hear in the moment.

And it speaks more articulately than anyone could ever put into words.

Charon: It’s his call to make.

Mission: You choose to serve? You're of right to the decision, aren't you?

Charon: Think there's been a misunderstanding.

Mission: Maybe but.. I hope he picks wisely then.