WEEK 2 MINGLE - ARTEMISIA

[foundationmods]

Things had changed so rapidly in the past few days.

The loss of two of them hung over like a shroud, made even worse by the fact that an innocent person had been executed.

Was this....how the rest of the game was going to go...?🗈

....Even if it was, there wasn't much they could do now. Yuuko herself hasn't shown up in public since the trial, and while some have talked to her, she's been...subdued.

Did the trial hurt her just as much as them?

Regardless, the island is still beautiful, if deadly. Summer continues, beaming down on all of them, the waves of the sea warm and inviting.

But even if things look bleak...

They have something in their hands that will soon lead to the Truth, and the heart of this matter.

And in the air...lies a heavy sense that everything is about to change.

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[foundationmods]

[As if from speakers, a song resounds around them, faintly and yet beautiful...

For a long moment or two, it plays.

And then, as if from nowhere, they're all hit with a wave of crushing grief and regret.

It is deep enough to make them sob uncontrollably, feeling as if they have been trapped in a dense well for years, unable to get out, unable to attract anyone's attention even though they have screamed until their throats lost the ability to speak. The pain lances through their beings, intense enough to make someone clutch at their chest...

For Ruler, this pain is familiar - it's the same pain he felt upon waking. The same grief and regret, but somehow more intense, coiled together in a dark pit of suffering.]

[beguiledcard]

[ This is fine.

... This is okay.





This fucking sucks, and he's covering his face with a hand, trying to keep it quiet. ]

[aleph_armed]

[Ah. She hasn't experienced the book's dream stuff herself, but this sure is a familiar sensation, yes.]

Dammit, Carmen...

[foundfate]

[Oh...

This is. Hm.

Boy, this is familiar. And Watanuki has to cover his mouth to keep from making any sound. With how wet his face is getting, though, it might be obvious that he is crying.]

[kiddatheart]

G-guh--!

[ YEAH THIS IS ALL P FAMILIAR. just fighting back against that as hard as he can ]

[keydomhearts]

[ ...

definitely clutching at his chest. ]

[youkaiwatch]

[ Mm. Don't like this. ]

[fullbodied]

[well, ann is sobbing uncontrollably.

this feeling... is unfortunately... very familiar to her.]

Please... Please stop. Please, please.

Re: ....?

[improbablenotimpossible]

[And for the third time in who knows how long since he has been summoned, the tears flowed freely, a hand clutching his chest, as deep, heaving gasps and sobs were forced out, sounding raw, and barely human.

His eyes were nearly blind with tears, his throat and heart seeming to be twisting into knots as he tries to push against this overwhelming sensation]

We're here... Ngh- ah... ah - we're trying to hear... hear you.

[He presses his palm over his eyes, trying to make the tears stop]

[beguiledcard]

[ He's nodding at that! ]

W- We're sorry you're feeling this...

Please- let us help you!

[clearumbrella]

[ he's as lost as everyone else when the song starts up. behind his mask, his face is definitely contorting in pain. this is... grief, isn't it? intense, all-consuming grief. he squeezes his eyes shut and tries to think, tries to focus while holding his hand over his heart. if it's like this, maybe he can—

it's rather quiet at first but, eventually, he tries to sing through the pain. ]

[incrediblystressedout]

[Yeah, that's. Getting slammed with all that extra emotion when she's already having the worst three days of her life just has Joey breaking down weeping. This grief, her grief over Karen, the hollow pit of grief and loneliness inside her soul that could never, and she's now convinced, would never be filled...it's just too much, added all together, regrets echoing off regrets and harmonizing into a note of agony within her mind.]

[byanyother_name]

[Kurama's breathing hitches sharply at it. It's an all too familiar feeling, but that doesn't make it any less terrible.

It just makes it a darkness he knows.

And that's enough to push through the tears on his cheeks and the tightness in his chest.]

We hear you now.

[excavated]

[ It hasn't actually been that long since Syaoran had shed tears for someone else. And that feeling of grief and regret? That isn't unfamiliar to Syaoran. Something that he's felt for many years, on his own, enough for him to bring his hand to his chest, the intensity of it all catching in his throat. ] That's... enough, isn't it?

[anonnomnomnom]

[Oh. Well. Okay then.

For a long moment when the wave hits, he doesn’t react right away, as though still caught in the spell of the song; even as his teeth start to grit against the building of everything, and tears suddenly start down his face and all over the place as though they’re simply happening rather than coming from him.

And indeed, even as one hand comes up and stops at his chest, claws reflexively into his clothing, the other touches his face and he stares blankly at the tears all over his fingers before his face finally screws up. It’s an odd expression, somewhere between total bemusement and a darkness that might have been almost angry.]

So that’s how it is...?

[cryosurgeon]

[Erhard has only cried once before in his life, a few stray tears while caught up in the shame of his crime, brought back to light by Maria's accusations.

This is not that sort of crying.

He doubles over, both hands pressed to his face, struggling to breathe through the heaving sobs forced from his lungs. For someone whose few emotions are so blunted, this is beyond agonizing. He wants it to stop, he can't think, he can't stop shaking, he feels like he's about to die....]