[Edward... does not have much time to react, at all. It would be an easy shot, except Edward starts, and trips, falling backwards. He's grazed, still, but alive.
For now.
It happens, sometimes. It's surely happened before, that the first shot didn't do it.]
If you don't, then we'll both die, and this world will die with it. But if I die, you can remake it--create a new one. But if you die, well....then I'm the only one left. And that won't do.
Yes. Because if you won't kill me and move time forward, then I'll just have to go back and redo it again. At least that way, I'll get to spend some more time with you. And who knows. [the corner of his mouth curls slightly in a small smile] Maybe next time you'll actually kill me.
[Edward is just looking up at Oswald, now, still on the floor. He's too busy trying to wrap his head around... all of this. Oswald's... done this? Gone through this game before? Trying to get Edward to...
To...]
I don't get it... You can really just... just kill me, just like that?
There is no "just like that." But I know what happens if I don't, and if I hesitate. And I know I can't live without you, so...I have to. I don't want to. But you won't do it, so you aren't leaving me with any other choice.
[Oswald lowers the gun, just letting those tears drip down his cheeks as he feels that power fill him once again, turning him into a god. He's won the game. He hardly has to think about it anymore as he resets the world, pulling himself to the correct place in time so he can kill himself again and take his place. At least he'll be seeing Edward soon again.]
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I can't and... and I won't.
I won't do it.
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...I don't know what I expected at this point.
[and he's reaching into his suit jacket to pull out a small handgun and just
moving to fire it at Edward's forehead
practiced and smooth
like he's done it before]
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[Edward... does not have much time to react, at all. It would be an easy shot, except Edward starts, and trips, falling backwards. He's grazed, still, but alive.
For now.
It happens, sometimes. It's surely happened before, that the first shot didn't do it.]
O-Oswald--?
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Oh...you dodged. That hasn't happened before. [that's....new]
...did it change your mind?
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[Before...?
Edward looks, well. What else can he look, really, but utterly confused.]
I-I don't understand, why did you--
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[he squats down so he can be at Edward's level]
So did you change your mind? Will you kill me?
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Now, though, he just feels cold. Moving back slightly, staring at Oswald with wide eyes. He can feel himself trembling.]
Why... Why do you even want me to kill you...
[He doesn't look away from Oswald's eyes, but he can see the gun in the corner of his eye. Oswald really just tried to...]
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[Of course he doesn't. It's his first time. Like every time.]
You want... You want specifically me to-- You don't want to remake it, but you'll still kill me?
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You've done this before?
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To...]
I don't get it... You can really just... just kill me, just like that?
Is that why you expect me to just do it?
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There is no "just like that." But I know what happens if I don't, and if I hesitate. And I know I can't live without you, so...I have to. I don't want to. But you won't do it, so you aren't leaving me with any other choice.
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[He's... backing up more, though. It's pure instinct, really. Ah.
He's terrified.]
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[Ah, Oswald's approaching. And Edward's scrambling backwards, clumsily pushing up to his feet. Continuing to back up.]
Oswald--
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[he smiles, then, even as his vision blurs with tears]
Which I'll do for you. Again. As many times as you need me to do it until you can make that decision yourself.
[he brings the gun up again]
See you soon. [and he'll fire another shot at him]
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The gun fires.
Edward falls over, dead. Just like that.
...And, once again, Oswald wins the game.]
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