[ Max is... she almost let out a full name scream when Chloe ran up, but then... she's just quiet, slack-jawed, as Blaze tries to help her. And then there's...
... it doesn't even matter.
Hope you liked having a Max Caulfield in the viewing area because when that gun goes off she is outie and sprinting right back to her room. ]
[ARIANNA'S NOT ACTUALLY THE FASTEST RUNNER and also Will is here and he knows her better so she's just gonna leave this in his... hopefully capable hands?]
[Now that she's here, Arianna doesn't actually know what to do. She feels like she should say something to ease her pain, but if it had been Clarith getting shot, she knows nobody could have eased her pain with words.
She's not at all sure about what she finally settles on, but it's better than standing silently in the doorway.]
[Shitting hell, what the hell did they just see. What the hell happened?? Blaze tried to stop her, but--
Will doesn't stop Max from running. He gives her a few moments, and then heads out of the room and walks until he reaches Max's door. There, he drops down to sit himself outside the door, and knocks his knuckles against the door.]
I'm not here to talk. [Not right now.] But I am here. And I'll be here until you need to talk.
[... This is familiar, somehow. He remembers Jack, and his wife, and the sorrow of her diagnosis. Will's very good at waiting.]
[ It's... a little while before there's a response. But eventually there's a thump on the other side of the door, and he can hear the sound of her sliding down to sit on the other side, against it. ]
[Pyrrha could only watch in stark horror as it happened, right in front of everyone... not even Hamilton's death was this vicious.
But suddenly, Max is gone. Pyrrha was too frozen to stop her, shit. But she's quickly racing after her, only to stumble to a stop as she reaches the door to Max's room.
What should she do? What can she do? No matter what, she knows she has to.]
...Max. [She calls quietly, hands pressed to the wood of the door.] I... I know how you feel. I know about... this.
[Slowly, she presses her forehead to the door.]
...I'm here, if you want to talk. I'm here for you, Max.
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... it doesn't even matter.
Hope you liked having a Max Caulfield in the viewing area because when that gun goes off she is outie and sprinting right back to her room. ]
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[FUCK
YOU'RE BEING CHASED, MAX]
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... OKAY MAYBE NOT, MAX'S RUN SPEED IS SHIT
BUT SHE IS HELLA CRYING ]
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So after the end credits have rolled, she'll knock on her door.]
Dame Max?
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Hey, Arianna.
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She's not at all sure about what she finally settles on, but it's better than standing silently in the doorway.]
Would you tell me about her?
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[Shitting hell, what the hell did they just see. What the hell happened?? Blaze tried to stop her, but--
Will doesn't stop Max from running. He gives her a few moments, and then heads out of the room and walks until he reaches Max's door. There, he drops down to sit himself outside the door, and knocks his knuckles against the door.]
I'm not here to talk. [Not right now.] But I am here. And I'll be here until you need to talk.
[... This is familiar, somehow. He remembers Jack, and his wife, and the sorrow of her diagnosis. Will's very good at waiting.]
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I feel like I should be used to this, somehow.
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No you shouldn't.
[It's a relief, though. To hear Max talking. He'd expected to be here for a lot, lot longer than he has been.]
Don't ever get used to this. It's not a good thing if you do.
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[And Max is already gone. Yurika watches Arianna run after her and crumples on the couch.]
...
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But suddenly, Max is gone. Pyrrha was too frozen to stop her, shit. But she's quickly racing after her, only to stumble to a stop as she reaches the door to Max's room.
What should she do? What can she do? No matter what, she knows she has to.]
...Max. [She calls quietly, hands pressed to the wood of the door.] I... I know how you feel. I know about... this.
[Slowly, she presses her forehead to the door.]
...I'm here, if you want to talk. I'm here for you, Max.
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Why did it have to be a fucking gun?
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[and she wanted to set an example.]
Chloe didn't deserve that. Rox was antagonizing her... all of them.
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[ Max takes a second to cry more. ]
Who the fuck else has to watch the girl they're in love with get shot to death three times inside of three months?