And I feel fine

[doomsdisco]

[That's strange. You could've sworn you were alone, but you're getting that distinct tingling feeling that someone is nearby.

After a double take or two you finally spot the culprit: a little girl, looking up at you with a soft smile.]

If the world were to end in six days, what would you like to do?

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[badbye]

[snorts]

It's about damn time.

[doomsdisco]

[The Regrets are strong with this one]

Is there anything you'd like to do before it ends? To say, to see, to resolve...?

[badbye]

[immediately]

Of course not. It wouldn't make a bit of difference.

[doomsdisco]

There's no time to sit and be stubborn about it. It's your absolute last chance to do something--anything.

[badbye]

[...redirects the conversation!!]

What's in it for you?

[doomsdisco]

Nothing, really. I just want to do what I can for humanity in its last moments.

[badbye]

How terribly kind of you.

But if it is coming to an end, does it not deserve its end? Why, then, do anything for it?

[doomsdisco]

Because it deserves a chance to make its time worthwhile as well.

It would be an awful shame to leave behind nothing but regrets, wouldn't it?

[badbye]

Oh? I doubt very much that a jackal would give a gazelle time to say its last goodbyes. [chuckles]

It is not in — the nature — of the world to allow its inhabitants that luxury. If you're going to end it, end it.

[doomsdisco]

Hunting prey and wiping a slate are two very different things. I don't see why loose ends to a story can't be tied up before it's put to rest.

[badbye]

...some problems can't be tied up no matter how hard you try.

[doomsdisco]

Trying is still better than laying down and giving up like you're already dead.

[badbye]

[...looks away and slips his hands into his pockets] Even after a lifetime of trying?

Isn't there a point where maybe — just maybe — you have to give up and say "this is just how I am"...?

[doomsdisco]

Absolutely not.

There is always, always a way to make things better. If one path doesn't work out, there's always another. Sometimes you have to make your own. You can learn from the paths you've already taken, even have a bit of a rest, but you shouldn't let them stop you from moving forward altogether.

[badbye]

[badbye]

[after a long moment, he lets out a sigh with a slight high-pitched hitch to it that sounds suspiciously like a whimper]

...six days isn't enough time to resolve this kind of hatred.

[doomsdisco]

Maybe not. But it could be enough time to try and start.