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thefoundation2019-08-03 11:41 am
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Week 6, Saturday
[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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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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...I can do that. In return, I trust you will be a master befitting of James Moriarty, the Napoleon of Crime.
[ There is just the barest hint of power behind his words at the end. ]
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I will be the best I can be. I will protect him from someone using him again like Mayuri did. We'll walk together, and forge our own path.
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[Silver looks down, then up at Alcor] I don't forgive you for that explosion trick, and I don't think I'll ever quite "get" you... But... I don't want us to part as enemies. [he holds out a hand for shaking] I wish you the best, too. I really do. And I hope you find whatever it is you're looking for.
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There are very few who I consider my enemy, Silver. [ One of them probably isn't Leo. ] Regardless, I share your sentiment. I will find my own way, even if I need to create it.
[ Shaking hands is a go. His grip is light but resolute. ]
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Farewell, Silver.