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WEEK 5 TRIAL
It was noon on Saturday.
No matter where they were, no matter what they were doing...the moment the chimes rang out through the hall, they felt a change.
The world...began to expand, as they felt themselves leaving the world they were on, and towards another, much larger world...๐
No matter where they were, no matter what they were doing...the moment the chimes rang out through the hall, they felt a change.
The world...began to expand, as they felt themselves leaving the world they were on, and towards another, much larger world...๐
...As always, the courtroom was there - along with the audience, watching, waiting for the entertainment before them.
The Witch - Nirrti - was there, sitting in the most important place, watching all of them with a sharp, cruel gaze, the smile on her face bright once again.
Watanuki was also there, but he merely lounged in the back behind them, smoking a kiseru pipe in silence.
...It seemed as if he was content to watch - that he had to watch - as part of the rules of the game.
There was no music to be heard, but... perhaps on another plane, in another place, someone else heard music as they gazed upon the proceedings.
Again, their forms had changed - perhaps into something different than last time, but...still a change, no matter how dramatic or inconsequential it was.
...There was a deep silence in the room, one that no one wanted to break. It was the faint tension in the air, like the moments before a race or a competition begins.
The Truth of this case hung in the air, just out of reach.
Like a hanging dagger over their heads, ready to strike...
...Just when would it fall?
Should it fall at all?
Yet, it had to.
For the sake of the dead...and the sake of them all.
The Witch - Nirrti - was there, sitting in the most important place, watching all of them with a sharp, cruel gaze, the smile on her face bright once again.
Watanuki was also there, but he merely lounged in the back behind them, smoking a kiseru pipe in silence.
...It seemed as if he was content to watch - that he had to watch - as part of the rules of the game.
There was no music to be heard, but... perhaps on another plane, in another place, someone else heard music as they gazed upon the proceedings.
Again, their forms had changed - perhaps into something different than last time, but...still a change, no matter how dramatic or inconsequential it was.
...There was a deep silence in the room, one that no one wanted to break. It was the faint tension in the air, like the moments before a race or a competition begins.
The Truth of this case hung in the air, just out of reach.
Like a hanging dagger over their heads, ready to strike...
...Just when would it fall?
Should it fall at all?
Yet, it had to.
For the sake of the dead...and the sake of them all.
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Anon...
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And maybe he did a little considering he was targeted first.
But then he had to go after Sherlock, too.
So he'll move over and bring his first back before aiming a punch to his face ]
You idiot!
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I think all of you are way bigger idiots.
had to toss pup into the bath
He's quiet for a moment before stepping in close to pull him into a hug. ]
Yeah, that may be true, but I still believe in you.
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It's pretty stupid to believe in something without even -- even when you know exactly what it is.
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Some things are worth believing in... we can talk about it after the game is over. And hey, now you can see Koide again, right?
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You really are kind of stupid, aren't you?
[He still isn't moving and doesn't sound entirely like he's talking to Sora, but, well. There's a small moment of quiet after that.]
... Yeah. If you still want to talk about it after the Game, I guess.
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Yeah, I will. It's a promise.