thefoundation | WEEK 6 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...🗈

...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.

...There was so few of them now.
All of them...were now alone, having to come to this conclusion themselves.
Yet, they had to find the truth.
Why did three people die?
Who did this?
The answer...stretched on ahead...

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[Watanuki has been largely out of it for this entire trial. Beyond giving answers to questions, he hasn't really done much of anything. But when they return to the mansion, Watanuki is on his feet, with his eyes open and focused entirely on Nirrti with a surprised look. He didn't know if she was ready yet or not, but to see her not turn to the anger and hatred of before, it's...

It's reassuring. And it came just barely in time.]

Nirrti...

[The surprised look shifts into a gentle smile, and he takes a step towards Nirrti.]

Thank you. I knew you... could do it...

[But he falters mid-step, and he pitches forward towards the ground.

Regardless of if anyone catches him, or if he falls right onto the floor, the end result is the same: Watanuki Kimihiro is unconscious.]

[The head turn allowed him to see what happened, and Sherlock immediately tries to rush to Watanuki's side]

[ She's scrambling here bc of course she is

Watanuki aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ]

...they're gone.

[ MMMMMMMMMMMMM WORRY ]

Edited 2019-05-04 23:42 (UTC)

[Of course, he doesn't hit the floor.

She reaches out with cracked arms, catching him and slowly going down to the floor with him, closing her eyes.

...

Five black swords materialize overhead, but they all lance into her with no word from her beyond a small groan.

Then, cradling his head to her chest...

They both disappear in a wave of black fire, leaving sakura petals in it's wake...]