the truth is, everyone wishes to be saved.

[finalring]

The execution has come and passed with the death of two more Agents. However time moves on without cease and so must the living. There are no celebrations, only the silence that grows heavier and heavier with every day and the feeling that something is pleased with what it has done.

There are two more days before the new week arrives: what will you do?

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[finalring]

[ after the trial, romani remains just a little longer in the room before walking away. but he's only able to do so momentarily, no more than ten or fifteen minutes.

for some reason, he feels his legs direct him back to the living room, where the remains of rin and zabuza lay still; dead.

he walks up to rin's corse--what remains of her at least, uncaring of getting his shoes dirtied. who cared about such a thing now? now when everything had gone to hell, when he had voted not for one, but two of the most important people in someone's life? and all for the sake of the chance at being rescued?

he kneels down in front of her, rin's glazed eyes staring back up at him. two votes. ]

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

[ for the first time in what feels like forever, romani lets himself cry in front of the person that he feels he himself killed.

afterwards, romani can be found in the dining room. for once, his hands are uncovered, as he stares blankly at a ring that's on the table.

and on sunday? romani will be around. it looks like he's looking for something, though... hm. ]

sunday

[ghostricked]

[Sissel manages to avoid the doctor after the trial, honestly. But his looking around on Sunday gets his attention]

Lose something?

[finalring]

Mm, not really? Sort of?

[ he's trying to look as composed as possible, even giving sissel a small smile! ]

I just wanted to see if the raccoon had come back.

[ghostricked]

It might have, for the food. Though I think Subete and Crow scared it off pretty good.

[finalring]

Did they...

[ a sigh. ]

Well, maybe this will be pointless then. If it managed to arrive here unscathed then it probably managed to leave too... haha...

[ he does not sound happy about this at all. ]

Dining room

[zweivoltage]

[Ky started to make tea, mainly for Battler, but he saw Romani, and soon brought a cup over]

A... ring? Are you married Dr. Archaman?

[finalring]

Ah... uh...not really.

[ he looks a little embarrassed about it. tired, but embarrassed ]

[zweivoltage]

Oh - complicated?

[He pushes the cup over, before sitting down at the table]

[finalring]

Mm.

[ he shrugs, looking over at the cup with a mildly surprised expression, followed by a sigh. ]

You didn't have to, Ky. [ a beat. ] Thank you.

bulli;

[tangentlion]

[a cold voice from behind Romani]

Don't cry. We'll take good care of her.

1/2

[finalring]

AAAH—!!

[ he turns around, drawing his gun at the intruder ]

[finalring]

[ but once he sees it’s sho he.... puts it away.

he wipes his tears with the back of his hand, glaring. ]

It must be tough. Having to do as it asks.

[tangentlion]

Ha? You trying to pretend like you care about me now? Well... I guess we see what happens to people you claim to care about. [he tilts his head, looking at Rin's body] What did you think was going to happen, Doctor Zero? You voted for her.

[finalring]

And you think that I wanted to vote for her!? She wanted to save her sister, she was ready to sacrifice herself for her and because of you—!!

[ he doesn’t mean sho. he means the collective miasma. the scp.

still, he finds himself unable to speak any further. even if she had been pushed to level 4... what if she had been fine afterwards? what if they had been able to save her? ]

Damn you....

dining room;

[sageking]

[ After the wretched affair, Gilgamesh went about his own business, but more importantly, he went to track down the red head.

His eyes flickered over to the ring for but a moment. ]

Take that with you and follow me.

[ If they were going to talk, he'd prefer it be elsewhere. The dining room itself was too popular a destination, he felt. ]

[finalring]

.....

[ oh how he dreaded the idea of having to talk to gilgamesh. the way that he looks at him is one of exhaustion and resignation, and his thoughts are a haze as he follows behind the king. ]

[sageking]

...Hmph, what an unsightly look on your face. Though, I suppose it's only natural that after such a wretched display you would hold such an expression.

[ None of the other rooms were ideal, so he simply decided to lead him to his own. He'll move to seat himself on a bed once they're inside

Gilgamesh debated getting out the drinks again, feeling slightly tempted. But he'll see how he felt and the Doctor did in the midst of this conversation first. ]

Sit down. [ And he'll just steamroll into things, it's fine. ] From what I understood, there's something to be found given the temporary foolishness you displayed in the trial. Tell me when you find it.

You will tell me some of your thoughts. Now. I've no interest in suffering foolishness, but to allow you to drown in your misery is something I cannot abide either.

dining room

[white_camellia]

[...Staring blankly at a ring on the table sure sounds like a mood. That was the very thing she herself intended to do, though perhaps with slightly different motivations.]

...Doctor.

[finalring]

Nanaka...

[ oh boy, time to act composed and like you didn't cry over a corpse for half an hour. ]

How are you doing?

[white_camellia]

...About as well as can be expected, really...

...I think Flayn-san was someone like me, to be honest. This trial... affected me more than it should have.

sunday

[reanimania]

[ just awkwardly meeting his eyes in the hallway somewhere!

we can never tell anyone ]

[finalring]

[ he knocks on the wall, twice. by its own, it has no real meaning, as it's neither morse or any sort of code. but from the look that he gives saphir, the message should be easy enough to understand.

they know. ]

[reanimania]

[ ...he guesses he shouldn't be surprised, if all of the ghosts share knowledge with the vessel who was running the trial. but it's not like they were the only two who voted that way, so!! it's fine! probably! ]

dining room

[noneforall]

[Well, it sure is quiet as the grave in here!

Of course, Subete pretty much left as soon as the execution got its claws in and done, so he's entirely skipped the post-event grieving and tears and sundry (and not-so-dry). There really wasn't anything left to see at that point. Just at the moment, he's frankly just passing by the dining room on his way from somewhere else.

Probably the library, judging by his armful of books, but he's transporting some that have managed to escape the murder whirlwind, so he can make a stop to sate his curiosity. Or maybe just to doublecheck whether his roommate has finally lost it -- it's not out of the question, really.]

Hmm, sensei? Stare any harder at that ring and someone is going to start questioning you about it. [tap, tap, his fingers go against the spine of the nearest book] Or is there some other meaning to your staring contest?

[finalring]

Eh? The ring--

[ right. the ring.

he takes the ring in one of his hands, quickly putting it back on his finger. ]

It's nothing that special, really. It's just a ring. [ he shrugs. ] Are you trying to salvage some of the books from the library?