Week 6, Saturday

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[After a tense night and a quiet morning, everyone will get an email at 11 am. The email comes straight from MC.]

Meet me in the studio at noon.

[It's probably best to follow those instructions.

When they get to the studio, they will find that twelve podiums have been arranged in a semi-circle on the stage. Each person can take whichever one they want, they aren't assigned.

There is the box of prinny jurors once more, but this time the twelve prinnies seated there might look familiar. In addition, there is a new spot next to the prinnies where a single stool behind a small table is left empty.

Given that the seat John used previously is taken up by MC, John looks at the group awkwardly before going to sit on that stool.

It's time to begin the final trial.]

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Comments

[prayerwheel]

[ It's weird and it's making it hard for her to breathe because she feels like all the wind got knocked out of her and her hands are getting sweaty and she might drop the gem for real and she tries to answer but a string of wordless syllables just end up coming out of her mouth-- ]

...yes.

[ It comes out as the quietest whisper, so she clears her throat and readjusts her grip on the gem, holding it close to her chest. ]

Yes. Yes, yes...!

[darkova]

[A proposal hadn't been his intent with the stone- but the moment she asked, even if was meant in jest...

Well, something in him whispered: yes, yes that is what I want.]

Ah... I never could have predicted this...

[He's gonna wipe his face and move to embrace her.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

Excuse me. I don't mean to interrupt, but...

[Oh hey it's Karen and she's holding up a key for some reason?]

[darkova]

...o-oh, Karen?

[He's blushing, Awwww]

A key?

[prayerwheel]

[ azura just

stiffens up because gdi Karen they're having a moment but then it hits her ]

Y-Your cuff!

[oceanicbutterfly]

I've... actually had it all week. I didn't realize what it was for until now.

[darkova]

[Ingway gives a startled laugh and holds out his hand]

If you could?

[oceanicbutterfly]

Of course.

[click-click!

You're a free elf, Ingway.]

[darkova]

[He rotates his wrist- and it's clear it's stiff and sore. But his smile is bright as he reaches out to squeeze her shoulder]

Thank you, my friend.

[oceanicbutterfly]

Anytime.

[Well, actually, just this once, but shhh.]

[prayerwheel]

[ IMMEDIATELY TAKING A LOOK AT HIS HAND

did he fuck it up or no ]

[darkova]

[The skin is dry and bruised and the tendons very stiff- but nothing that won't heal with a brace and some self-care. that feel when your bf gave his dumbass self corpal tunnel]

[prayerwheel]

[ sighs ]

You did push yourself too much. I'll heal what I can, but I think you're going to need some sort of brace.

[darkova]

Ah... well, that's better than the cuff I suppose?

[prayerwheel]

...mmm.

[ she can nag at him later, this is a happy moment

Azura just wraps her arms around him and closes her eyes. ]

[darkova]

[Ingway does the same, able to use his hand more freely to hold on]

...

One of us needs to inform Moriarty.

[prayerwheel]

Are you afraid of what he'll say?

[ laughing ]

[darkova]

No? .... yes.

[He's pretty sure Moriarty likes him but he also knows he kinda tried to threaten Moriarty on Azura's behalf like two weeks ago so...]

[prayerwheel]

[ kisses his dumb shifty face some more ]

He likes you. That's fairly obvious. If he threatens you, it's likely going to be his idea of a joke.

[darkova]

But he also can summon a giant gun.

[prayerwheel]

And you can turn into some very small, very fast animals.

[darkova]

... that IS true.

[He laughs softly]