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Morning rain patters softly against the carriage — a steady cold drizzle. The wheels roll through wet earth with a low, tired groan. Inside, Traeven and Veronica sit across from each other in silence that isn't peaceful. Veronica keeps her eyes narrow, watching the rain slide down the glass in thin trembling lines. Her hands are clasped.
Traeven watches her — not openly, but with a quiet, calculating interest he never bothers to hide. The gemmed staff rest beside him, its faint glow now gone in the morning grey.
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Finally Traeven.
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Traeven:
"Well, I think I've had enough fun for the rest of my life."
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— silence thickens —
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"I can't imagine what you've been through."
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"What you witnessed."
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(Beat)
"I want you to know, you can talk to me."
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(Another)
"I saw you with your head down… coming from Metro's chamber.
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(steady beats)
"What happened? You're not hurt are you?
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Veronica:
"No."
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Traeven looks soft, but hollow.
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"Walking with your head down, that's unlike you."
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Veronica: (sharp, dismissive)
“That's none of your business!
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(Lots of beats)
Traeven:
"I wouldn't push or pry, if your father hadn't asked me to oversee his operations, to handle things on this side of the estate."
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He waits.
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"Your father wants answers. You understand. I need to clarify for —"
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Veronica: (snaps)
"I don't care what business you and my father have.I don't like you!"
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"You follow me around like I'm supposed to care about what you have to say! I DON'T! Leave me alone, and stop talking to me!"
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Traeven doesn't flinch. He lets her anger burn out.
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Traeven:
"I'm just trying to protect you! I always have."
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Veronica turns her head, eyes glossed over with paleness. Ghostly, cold as stone.
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Veronica: (sharp, voice angered low)
"I don't need your protection, I don't need your advice. I don't need you around me."
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She whips her neck, staring out the window —like she's ready to jump again.
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Traeven:
"You love him don't you?"
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Veronica's eyes sharpen — narrow, lethal.
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Traeven:
"I once cared about him deeply. Just as you do."
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He lets that settle.
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"That's why you bailed from the carriage. To see him."
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Veronica looks away disgusted, then snaps her aggressive attention towards him. Her gaze casts fire his way inside the rainy coated wagon.
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Veronica: (voice softer)
At least, I didn't run away like a coward."
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Traeven smiles — unfazed, almost entertained. He crosses his fingers, then his legs. Unfolds everything. Leans in.
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Traeven:
"You don't know, do you?
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(Beat)
"I'm the reason you're still breathing...me of all people."
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His voice transforms into something sinister.
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Traeven: (voice soft)
"I called the troops. Saved countless lives. Guided the military immediately, to rescue you.
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He looks sternly in her pale aura.
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"It was me that kept your precious Metro intact, still tangible.
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He smiles — slow, evil.
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"So the truth is…"
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Traeven: (leans back)
"I saved you."
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Veronica: (snapping)
"I didn't ask to be saved!"
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Traeven shakes his head.
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Traeven:
"Your missing the point... I didn't do it for you alone, I did it for those men; for the village"
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He squints, and straightens.
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"You may not like me (beat) I get that. But you'll have to work with me. Professionally. You understand?"
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Silence fills the cushioned carriage.
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"You did well, taking the green emerald. We'll have a chance to save the state now."
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Veronica looks down — ashamed, confused, furious.
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Traeven:
"I'm proud of you, even if you don't care to hear it."
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Rain drops slide off the rolling red carriages exterior. Its wheels keep moving quickly through wet puddles of gravel and mud. The sky is grey, dark, and cloudy.
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— Scene fades to black —
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— Switch Scene —
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and then Add to home screen.