Tech Cross Plans/Scenes

"Please!" Claire sobbed. "Please don't leave me!"
Anne gave her a cold glare and walked away. Claire slumped over and clutched at the grass as she cried into the ground.
"I-I can't..." Claire choked. "I don't want to be alone!"
"You can't expect her to forgive you right now." Teresa mumbled. "You've been ignoring how she's felt this whole time..."
"SHUT UP!" Claire slammed a fist into the ground. "Punch me, kick me, call me anything you want, but don't-...I can't handle any more reminders that I screwed everything up!"
"That's not exactly what I-"
Claire got up and shoved Teresa against a tree, grabbing hold of her right arm and bringing her hand up to her head.
"HIT ME!" Claire yelled, tears streaming down her face. "Beat me until I can't move! I've done worse to you and you know it! Show me that you have at least one shred of hatred towards me in your body! Prove that I'm right! PLEASE!"
"I know you want me to hate you, but I just...don't." Teresa replied, avoiding eye contact. "I always felt like, somehow...I deserved it. Everything you did to me. I felt like scum for even existing."
"That isn't-"
"On the last day of school, when you threw me into the ditch and told me to drown myself...I tried to commit suicide by jumping off a building downtown." Teresa interrupted. "That's why I didn't try to patch myself up before I went out. I didn't think there'd be a point to it."
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"You mean...this all happened because of you?"
"Yes and no." Prelude answered. "I gave Joshua Messias the "visions" that prompted him to activate Oberon OS, but I underestimated the twistedness of the man's soul, nor did I anticipate the existence of an extraversal Timewalker that Oberon OS would need to reshape its plans around. The fact that any of this has gone even remotely according to plan is more coincidence than invocation."
"Oh, wow, so you can't technically be held responsible, huh?" Isaac rolled his eyes. "How convenient."
"You've no idea how inconvenient all of this has been." Prelude's eyes narrowed.
"Well, it's about to get a whole lot more inconvenient," Isaac pulled up the SpecTrix and transformed into Golurth, then put up his fists. "Because you're not getting out of this in one piece!"
"Isaac, wait!" Teresa interjected before turning her focus to Prelude. "Wh-what are you planning on doing now?"
Golurth and Prelude both paused and looked down at Teresa, confused.
"Why is that relevant to you?" Prelude questioned.
"Yeah, seriously, why aren't we just punching him?" Golurth followed up.
"W-well, you said you don't know how to kill him, a-and I don't think h-he's going to let himself get sealed away t-twice." Teresa responded to Isaac first. "I-I just think we should figure out his next move before destroying his physical body and letting his mana form escape."
"Point taken, but like..." Golurth pumped his wrists forward a few times. "I really wanna punch him, though."
"You think I'm just going to tell you what my plans are from here on out?" Prelude scowled. "I've only revealed my previous plans to you because they've gone immutably off-rails."