dear_mun | Voicetesting Billie Lurk from the Dishonored: Knife of Dunwall DLC! She's from the low chaos ending

[ Well, there's someone he hadn't expected to see. Especially with all that was done and said. He spared her life - and expected her to disappear. He'd known she'd do that well.

Yet here they were. Though maybe that wasn't by their faults.

With a rigid spine, he's folding his arms, eyes narrowed with subtle scrutiny. ] Billie.

[ What could he really say. ]

[Daud said he forgave her. He gave Billie her life. It was a thousand times more than she thought she deserved, and yet another thing she was grateful for. But it didn't make her feel any less ashamed. Especially when she didn't expect to see him again.

So Billie stared.

Like really goddamn hard.

It was a little like coming back home to a disappointed father with your tail between your legs. But despite the guilt, Billie wasn't the type to shy away.

and ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh boyyyyyyyyyyyyyy this was awkward]

Daud. What are you doing here?

[ He would be lying if he claimed to have never considered the other option. He knew regret - now especially. Maybe they both did. He didn't need to add more to his.

He thought it would be final, his dismissal. His forgiveness; because maybe he deserved the betrayal. Maybe he deserved worse.

He didn't blame her, not really. After initial anger, initial snarls of blame and accusation, he realized simply: she did as he taught her, maybe as he would have done himself, when he was younger.

But he was disappointed. Loyalty somehow always left room for betrayal. Or was it just opportunity?

He wasn't sure, now. ] I could ask you the same thing.

[ Tone stiffly callous, all he really is, is tired. Worn.

Awkward. Awkward indeed. He was surprised. And he can't really say he liked surprises; not when they were pulled on him. ] A ship, then?

Your guess would be as good as mine.

[Billie knew that, if anything, she at least deserved the disappointment; the hardness in his voice. It wasn't new to her, but hearing it again made her inwardly wince. The weariness was new, though. That got her attention. She'd heard that before too, but it didn't sound this exhausted until now.

At his question, she shrugged.]

A ship. I always wanted my own. [Since she was 8, really. There's a brief hesitance, but if Billie was still anything, she was still blunt--] To be honest, I didn't think you would want to speak to me.

[ There's a snort, subject dropped - because on that, there was nothing left to say. Here they were, when they should've been elsewhere.

This wasn't pleasant; but any agitation felt was set behind his sharp, weary features. He was exhausted - tired of all of this. Maybe tired of regret, or of waiting for, evading an end he thought inevitable and deserved.

The urge to run a hand over his face is bitten down, replaced by a shrug not unlike her own. ] Neither did I. [ That much was true. Though more so, he didn't know what to say. ] But, here we are.

[ A beat; clipped, precise like the strike of a knife. ] Did you think it would be worth it?

[ It was strange - she betrayed him, and in that broke, his trust. But not entirely, either. Not with her confession, not with handing the decision of her life to him. ]

At the time? [Billie's quiet for what feels like a long, long time to her. If that ain't the million dollar question. Thanks for asking it, Daud. Finally, she sighs.] I did.

[Did. She told him that already, though, so it didn't require a repeat.]

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[ He nods once, considers her.

It wasn't meant to be a terribly easy question, anyway. Partial curiosity, partial test. Though it still leaves the uncertainty of what to do now.

An exhale. ] You should've picked a better ally.

[ She said it herself; he was asserting it (or does his tone sound more chastising than that?). She saw his slipping, or thought him weaker than before. He should be satisfied that he was a little better.

He's silent, for a moment. ] Good luck finding your ship, Billie.

[For a moment, Billie's quiet again. Then she nods, and crosses her arms.]

Thank you. Good luck with everything else.

["Everything else" being whatever path Daud decides to go down from here on out. But she had one more question. Then again, she was always full of them. There's another hesitant pause, before finally--]

Wait.

I want to know. Why didn't you kill me?

[~~because the fact that there was more to the low chaos execution ending compared to the other low chaos ending makes me assume she at least expected to die~~]

[ Oh, that nearly gets a laugh out of him. Nearly, though it's just a snort, and a curl of frown. Luck? He didn't really need that. He chose his path and that was that. The Outsider told him, he was running out of rope.

An end. But which one?

When she speaks again, his eyes snap to her, weathered face watchful as brows arch. Questions, of course. Shouldn't have come as a surprise, but did she have to ask that one?? ]

You thought I would? [ It's an assumption, really. A guess. He contemplates, then: ] I've regrets. I didn't need any more.

[ With the weight of a withering city on his shoulders, he deserved it, really. ]

[this is billie why would you think she wouldn't ask]

I expected it. [He'd be right. Because she knew he would at least consider it.

His answer makes her contemplate herself. As grateful as she was for her life, she would miss Daud and the Whalers. Being made an assassin was her proudest moment. It was going to be hard for anything else she did to live up to it.

But if anything, she still had her old dreams.]

--Then thank you.

[Congratulations, Billie. You're in the Void.]

Billie Lurk. You used to muse about whether or not I would ever speak to you.

You have my attention now.

[what the fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkkkkkkkkk]

What...?

[It took her a minute. Then she realized what this was. She stared, wide-eyed in half amazement, half bewilderment at her floating surroundings.

Then he was there.

For some reason, the first thing she thought of was that day with Daud at the shrine of an abandoned, bloody apartment. They were going after Timsh. Billie had wondered what the Outsider smelled like. Now that she was staring right at him, he didn't smell like anything. It wasn't rotting flesh. And it definitely wasn't wildflowers, either.]

You're--him.

[yeah she had no idea what the fuck to say this is all new to her]

[The Outsider doesn't offer anything in the way of identification, instead continuing float before Billie in his typical fashion.]

Your story should have ended the day you left Dunwall. You sailed far away, leaving the dying city and the painful memories behind all in the hopes that you might be able to start over.

But things are never that simple, are they?

[Now she really didn't know what to say. He wasn't lying. Billie had always wanted to meet him. And he already knew her story. To be honest, it surprised her a little. It shouldn't have, but she had no idea if the Outsider of all people would pay attention to her. But still. She always hoped.

But now that he was, she didn't feel any better.

Billie briefly eyed the floor. Slowly, she nodded. What WAS there to say?]

How long have you waited for this moment? All the questions you would ask Daud upon his returning from the Void-- your curiosity knew no bounds.

[He cocks his head.]

I wonder if you will get all the answers you seek. I know what it is you want; but do you?

[...and with that, he's gone.

Oh, did you want to leave the Void? No. You just got here. You can stay for awhile yet.]

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What? Wait--

[goddammit you mysterious dick

Billie finds herself staring at where the Outsider used to be. Her head darts around, trying to find him. No dice. Damn. The assassin knows much of a deer-in-the-headlights she must look right now. But meeting the Outsider was a whole new different fucking ballpark.

She stands there--again. She watched the floating pieces of the Void with curious wonderment. Daud didn't tell her much about the Void. Now she understood. This was something that words couldn't give justice to.

Then a slight smile slowly spreads across her face.

She Blinks up to the next few "stepping" stones and starts to explore.]

[Floating amid the various rocks and broken building pieces are items that might be familiar to Billie-- plague masks, whale oil containers, and a random marble statue of Delilah or two. In fact, if Billie searches long enough, she'll find herself amid a very strange scene indeed: Daud's office area, to be precise. All but one of the walls are missing and the stairwell starts to disintigrate as it reaches the point where the loft should be.

In the middle of it all, Daud stands, frozen in time. His sword is drawn and his gaze is fixed straight ahead at another figure. The newcomer wears a very strange mask of his own and has a sword drawn as well. On the back of his hand, the mark of the Outsider shines bright.

A fight, perhaps, between two equals in battle?]

[Yep. They're familiar. Especially Delilah. Billie walks up a piece of a staircase and slows as she passes one of those marble statues, drifting along besde her. Her smile disappears and eyes narrow. Even when Daud didn't know, when she was cooperating with her--Billie meant what she said. Delilah was a bitch.

Billie saw a lot of things she knew. At the top of the broken stairs she catches a whaler's gasmask laid on a column. She stops. Her gaze fixes to it longer than she should have and for a moment, she almost considers putting it on. It'd be welcome familiarity... and a painful one. That mask wasn't hers to wear anymore. It was in the past. Her frowned deepened and she turned her head away. She blinked to the next closest thing she could grab onto.

Which happened to be Daud's office. Billie knew it immediately. She'd have made some kind of inward comment about it, but the sight in front of her made her quicken her pace. When she got closer, however, she realized the scene wasn't real. Or was it frozen in time? Standing besides Daud, she looked to the man in front of him.

This never happened. Billie would remembered this. Daud didn't look any different, so this wasn't something that happened before she joined the Whalers.

Who the hell was that? Why did he have...?]

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[As if in sync with her thoughts, the Outsider rematerializes not far from the former Whaler.]

Those who bare my mark are few and far between. How interesting that two should meet in such a manner.

[He folds his arms and cocks his head.]

Daud's fate was sealed as soon as he murdered the Empress. He might have given you a second chance, but not everyone is so lucky. Revenge can be a powerful motivator.

[Billie shoots her head up toward the Outsider. This was more than surreal. She had always wanted to meet him. Now she was standing in the Void in front of him and curious Billie Lurk found herself at a lack of words or questions. But slowly, they were coming back to her in spite of her overwhelming awe.]

What happens?

[The Outsider holds out his hands and shakes his head.]

Any number of outcomes are possible. Perhaps Daud succeeds in adding yet another body to the growing piles that litter the city streets in the same manner he always has.

[A slight smile curves on the Outsider's face as he glances towards the second figure.]

Or maybe Daud discovers his rope has run out as a blade slices his throat and a rough hand tosses him from his tower. It's a long drop; if he hasn't died from his wounds, he's dead when he hits the ground.

[He keeps his amused look as he turns back to Billie.]

That's not what you were hoping to hear, was it? You've spilled plenty of blood yourself. You know the nature of man.

[~~Far be it from the Outsider to say anything concrete.~~]

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Not really.

[because sheesh buddy you look way to cheeky about that throat-slicing bit huh

billie folds her arms. she looks to daud and the stranger--who's not much of a stranger after all. what the outsider said about the empress made it obvious. she knows who he is now, even with the mask.]

Does Daud know?

[billie ignores his remark about the nature of man. she guessed he would already know that she knew what people were like. she knew it ever since she was a girl.

as for the bodyguard--]

Why do you pick some over others? Why Daud and him, and not other men?

[or women. billie wouldn't know. but her curiousity is coming back in full swing.]

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[The Outsider folds his arms once again and peers down at Billie.]

Does it matter? I can see everything that has happened and everything that will happen. There is no escape. A storm is coming and Daud is right in its path.

[There is, of course, the more peaceful resolution, but the Outsider doesn't share that information. He moves on to Billie's second question.]

Are you jealous of those with my mark, Billie Lurk? Have you forgotten that Daud chose to share his power with you?

[No, he knows she's hasn't, but he's making a point. A point he'll accentuate with what very well might be a warning.]

Try being a bit less predictable.

It does when you want to know. [She looks back to the Outside, then turns back to the time-frozen stranger. She's goes quiet. The Empress' bodyguard... he must turn into a hell of a storm.

Her silence breaks at the Outsider's new question. She shoots back--]

No.

[How COULD Billie forget that? And honestly, if the Outsider had ever appeared to her, Billie was never sure if she was supposed to get anything. Technically, Daud already did that. If anything, she just wanted to meet him, at least. But she would be lying if she said she didn't feel some jealously.]

It's a question.

[She did that a lot, if that wasn't obvious enough by now. Too bad she was figuring out that the Outsider could see through her words.]

[The Outsider studies the woman a moment before speaking up again.]

If I told you that you could affect the outcome, would you return?

[It's a moot point, as there's nothing Billie can do. But he still lays it before her-- she doesn't know any better.]

Would you try and help the man who raised you up from the slums and made you so much more? Or does the guilt of your betrayal weigh heavy upon your soul even now?

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[Billie wasn't stupid. She could tell that he wasn't showing her everything. The vague responses to her questions weren't dodges but not quite answers either. It was honestly damned off-putting. Then again, patience was never Billie's strongest point.

But he was right--she didn't know any better. Not when the Outsider lays it out for her like that. Suddenly, there's a new resolve in her eyes. But at the same time, it's subtly cautious.]

I thought you said there was no escape.

[At that, the Outsider allows himself a slight smile.]

You're right. There's nothing you can do to change things. Daud's path was set before him long ago.

[He holds out his hands.]

Whether your path will cross his ever again is something you'll have to find out for yourself.

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Then is that an offer or a hypothetical question?

[Asking him a straight question wouldn't do anything, but it made her feel better to ask it anyway. But as for question... yes. She would go back.

Billie finds herself looking at the Outsider's outstretched hands. No real reason. She studied them. Thinking. Yes, what she did still weighed on her. But if it meant saving the man who made her who she was today, of course she would do it. Daud didn't owe her anything anymore. But she at least owed him that.]

[The Outsider withdraws his hands and returns them to the folded position.]

Whatever becomes of Daud is his own making and affects no one but himself anymore; but what of the Royal Protector?

[This time, the Outsider disappears-- and Billie's no longer in the Void either.]

[Billie doesn't say anything but because welp. That answers her question.

She opens her mouth to say something else, but then she's gone. And so is the Void. She slowly looks around, cautious--almost not believing her own surroundings. But no, she realized she was back.

A pause later, she let out a breath she felt like she had been holding for hours.

So that was the Outsider.

Now she wasn't sure what she thought of him anymore. But she didn't regret finally meeting him, either.]

They expect you to be miserable. Ain't much more to it than that.

'They' being the--muns? [That's what she learned they were called. Also wow that's a really stupid word.]

Voicetesting Billie Lurk from the Dishonored: Knife of Dunwall DLC! She's from the low chaos ending

screaming

ME TOO I DIDN'T KNOW IF ANYONE WOULD RESPOND TO THIS

I'M SERIOUSLY FLAILING RIGHT NOW THIS IS SO WONDERFUL

I KNOW RIGHT OMG I didn't expect to get to play with a Daud but I was crossing my fingers so hard

AW YEAH

no rush, I just want to edit some stuff now that I look at my tag again

:')

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...Can I join the "yay, Billie!" bandwagon too?

yes please because I'm so excited, you guys rock

I always enjoying threading Dishonored :)

this is my first time yee

I hope you're having fun, then :P|| Also, sorry about the constant editing.

no worries, I do that a lot. and I am!

Hurray!

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listening to grand theft auto songs and trying to do dishonored tags is jarring idk why

hiiiyyyyaaaa buddyyy

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