[X]Fish Fight
-[X]Break Hypnosis
-[X]Call Someone Out, Make it Hurt
-[X]Break Trust with Edgar
-[X] Break a piece of needed technology: Break Hilda's sawn-off shotgun and pistol.
-[X]Drinking
-[X]Music
-[X]Cannabis
After a moment of walking, you came to a he realization that you were still hypnotized. It had affected you all mission. You continued to be a quick-witted scared little animal. You needed that gone, now. You turned around and walked back to Riya, really not wanting to talk to anyone right now but this being necessary to you.
"Riya, please, take off the hypnosis. Now. I need it gone right now." You said desperately, just feeling scared at this point now that you'd thought about how your head had been messed with and you were indoctrinated into whatever cult Edgar is a part of.
"Alright, yeah, sure, stars." She gently, kind of awkwardly touched your thigh. "Fish-net fun." She said. Your rage came back, almost immediately. You weren't scared anymore, just fucking pissed at Edgar. "Are you… ok?" She asked, probably seeing how much you were shaking from the muscle cramping and violent rage.
"I don't know." You said, sobbing. Tears started rolling down your face. Goddesses, you did not need this right now, you didn't need to be crying in front of your best friend, you needed to go bite Edgar's ear off of something. She tried to hug you again but you just stepped away. "Not now. I need to go talk to Edgar." You said, turning around and walking away, trying to stop crying and focusing on what you were going to say.
"…alright! I'll be here if you… need me…" you heard her say as you walked off. That made you want to cry more, for some reason.
You walked down the metal scaffold stairs, broom and satchel in hand, considering hitting Edgar over the head with one of them but deciding to just go with her fists if it came to blows. Though he was massive, he could take getting hit with a broom. You just kept playing the different scenarios that could play out over and over in your mind, each more explosive than the last, wondering if you'd attack him, or he'd attack you, or if he'd try to kill you for calling him out on whatever dark cult he was a part of. Edgar was inspecting his engine when you saw him. Actually seeing him almost made you want to stop. Your rage must have been apparent as Edgar looked concerned as you approached him. The space in which his plane was parked was a bit below the rest of the ground than the rest of the surrounding land, so when you walked down the steep hill to talk to him, you went from being above back to the diminutive girl you always were in this world. However, the fact you had to look up at him didn't deter your fury in the slightest.
"We need to talk." You said, breath cold in your throat.
"Yeah, sure- Are you ok?" Edgar said. That nearly pushed you over the edge.
"I'M FUCKING FINE!" You exclaimed unsure why everyone kept asking you that. Well no, you knew. Edgar looked at you like he was actually scared. "You fucked with my head and then made me take some other voice on my head when I was in NO fucking place to make that decision. I was on drugs and you had me hypnotized." You explained. "I have my own faith, I don't need your goddesses or whatever." You snarled, waiting for a response. You wanted him to hit you. You wanted him to do something and not just stand there and make you belt out what you were feeling.
"…I'm sorry." He said, looking actually remorseful.
"I TRUSTED YOU! I LET YOU FUCK ME FOR GODDESSES' SAKE!" You screamed to a thankfully empty field. You slapped him. Hard. You weren't very strong, and it didn't really look like it hurt him, but he looked like you just crushed his soul. "ARE YOU GONNA HIT BACK?!" You asked, begging for some kind of response. You couldn't handle being ignored like this.
"I'm not gonna hit a girl." Edgar said desperately.
[ ] Attack (Roll +Hard, Brawl. You won't injure him intentionally because I'm sure you're not trying to do that)
[ ] Do nothing (+2 Stress, back up to 8)
