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thefoundation2019-04-27 11:14 am
foundationmods) wrote in thefoundation2019-04-27 11:14 am
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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...🗈
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...🗈
...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-san...
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I was going to say 'you don't really care, do you?' About any of us who are left. But...on second thought, I don't want to know the answer to that.
[ She wants to keep believing she's still friends with this horribly violent murderdemon she guesses ]
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Even if you don't care about me, I still care about you! So, I'm not playing along with this! I won't!
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Even if you say you're not going along with it... That's probably just something you're telling yourself so you can feel better about it.
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... I can hear you just fine.
[But is he listening, though.]
You really are just as stubborn as I always thought you were.
[That's?? A complete nonsequitur in some ways but there's something true in it, too. Good job at least getting him to stop being unflappable a bit.]
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...is that a compliment?
[ She's definitely heard that said about her, before. ]
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[Said lightly. She can take it or leave it, but he doesn't seem inclined to keep arguing or anything.]
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...I'll miss you. And so will Sora-san.
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If you have time for things like that, then you have time to focus on finishing the Game properly. You're probably hard-headed enough. And Sora can decide for himself.
[It's spoken in the same light and matter-of-fact tone he just used. Don't think he doesn't see what you're trying to do?? Even if he seems to be more-or-less indulging it, after his own fashion.]