WEEK 3 - TRIAL

[foundationmods]

TRIAL

The morning seemed so far away yesterday - yet, it also seems too soon when morning comes and you are all yet again ushered to the third floor by The Lady. The Captain is there, in all of his....wait, no, he's asleep.

The doors close, and...nothing happens. There's still the box labeled 'VOTES' in his lap on the couch, but...

On the table is a letter, that reads 'Only one person may be voted for execution this week. Please figure out who that will be during the time limit.'

As you finish reading that, music begins to play in the room...


VICTIM: SHIROU EMIYA, HIMEKO INABA, AND MUNEHISA IWAI

23 GUESTS REMAIN.

Comments

[messianic]

[.... Minato's expression flashes between horror to fear to panic to betrayal, before his eyes slide shut, as he looks away sharply.

He drags in a shuddering breath, hands clenched into fists.

... He doesn't know what to do anymore... but this is horrible.

This isn't what he wanted at all, and that small smile on Akira's face is horrible as well.]

[purrtagonist]

[. . . Akira would reach out to him, and for a moment it looks like he's going to, taking a step towards Minato with his fingers twitching]

[BUT THEN THE LADY SAYS SOMETHING ABOUT A MAGISTRATE AND HE GETS DISTRACTED]

[messianic]

[THANKS AKIRA]

[whirlingmace]

[ She'll throw her arms around him tight. ]

Mimi...

[messianic]

[Minato...doesn't react. He just leans ever-so-slightly against her, and looks totally, utterly numb.

He...doesn't know how to handle any of this anymore.]

[whirlingmace]

[ She's going to stay there, keeping a hold of him until he can move or says something... ]

[latebluemer]

[Her shoulders are slumped and shaky under the onslaught of everything, and she spends a lot of her time semi-glaring at Akira on his crusade of... being Akira, but eventually Blue Angel looks back a little at the rest of the room, and then shifts a little.

She'll stand by Minato, at least, press a light hand against the back of his shoulder, even if she has no idea at all what to do. There is no good outcome at this point.]

[messianic]

[And quietly, he shudders under her touch, shoulders hunching and fists clenched as he waits.

SO THIS IS THE SHITTIEST DAY EVER, REALLY.]