WEEK 5 TRIAL...?

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TRIAL

Even though there's no guilty party left alive, The Lady ushers you all upstairs anyway. She looks...odd, her eyes glazed over in an odd manner, her motions a bit sharper than normal.

There's still the box, but for some reason it feels...ominous...?

And though she says nothing, music begins to play in the room...


VICTIM:
M̧̛̥͉̳̪͔͕̼͎̻͕͟Ì̤̝̩͇̝͖̠̬́͟͞͝ͅŅ̛̛͖̺͇́͜A̵̢̡̗̙͇̝̥̹͇̲̖̣̰̖͡T̶̵̸̗̼̼͍̘̞̠̀ͅǪ̸̸̨̞͇̪͚͇ ̨̼̪̖̯̻͙̤̬͉̟̭̙̟̗͡A̻̣̭̻̫͎͈̥͎̗̻͘͡R̢͇͚̻̦͟͝I̡҉̷̯̼̤̹̜̙̟̜̹̝̺̣͈̩̘̭͠S͏̶̜̬͔͈̭͉̯̪͙͓̪̻̖͉̩̕͜͟ͅͅA̡̢̻̥̠̭̯̻͇͖T̴̨̛͎̟͕̜̗̗̰̯̥̺̯̹͜O̧̧̭̥̺̱̺̠̞͜,̠̯͔̥̖̣͖̼̪͍̕͡͝ ͏͓̬͇̱͖̰̞̠̺͟R̵̡̛͍̰̯͔͖͚̣̼̼̲̻͡E҉̴̶̡͖͚͈͈̯̺̠̖̼Á͈̣̜̥̗͍̫̖̱̰̘͓̲̺̀̕͜͡N̴̸̵̨̰̭̖̰̯͖̩̺͇̟̱ ̧̖̱̣͖̲̙̲̖̟̩̭̩̬̝̟͚Ş̸҉̳̺͙͓̱̲̙̜͈̠̦̞͓͘͜C̴̵͙̫̰̫͕͓̲̬͔̯͝H̛͍̖ͅW̵̟̘̣̬͇̟̳̙̟͡A͙̗̩̟̣̥̪̮̯̮̜͙̮͎̗̳͎͚̹͘͞R̡̧̖̦̀̀ͅZ̹̺̙͕̰͘E͡҉̨̠͓̦͈̻̼̱͍́͝R̵̞͉͖̟̮͚̮̼͍̬͔̭̥͓̹̙̖̮̮͜


?̶̧͔̝̱́?̵̪̮̖ ̶̡̧͖̳͚G̖̬̳͜U̟͎͈̦̖̹̕E̗͈͚͎S̸͕̩T̷̲͖̬́S̩̝̻̲͟ͅ ͍̪̻R̯̟̩̲̻͍͡E̢̺̻͓M̫̦̲̲̼͡A̴̛҉̮̺̪̼̜̹̯Ị͘N͏͚͓̗͔̼̞̘.̙̥̮̳̩͘

Comments

[whirlingmace]

[ So she's just going to be quiet over here. ]

[swordhandled]

[ coming over to place a hand on her shoulder ]

[whirlingmace]

Owain. [ She's trying to be strong but... ] I'm scared.

[swordhandled]

I know, Cinque. [ gripping her shoulder tighter ] I promise I'll get you out of this.

[whirlingmace]

I don't want Doppelling to die. She doesn't deserve this...

[13thpromise]

[ Roxas quietly comes over to her, and raises a hand to place on her arm. ]

...Hey.

[whirlingmace]

[ She's just going to turn towards him and hug him. ]

I don't want don't to die. I don't want Doppel to die.

[13thpromise]

[ He probably should've expected it, when she suddenly hugged him like this, and he closes his eyes as he hugged her tightly. ]

... I don't want you to die either.

[ The blond takes a breath, feeling himself almost shake. This isn't fair, it's not fair at all. ]

I'm here with you--it'll be okay.

[whirlingmace]

[ Giving him a tight squeeze.

There's something else she needs to share with him.]

Roxy, I asked the Outsider... he's going to try to find out who she is...

[theycallhimmrpchan]

[He instinctively puts himself between her and Kohaku, glancing back at her worriedly]

[whirlingmace]

[ She does appreciate it... She's just trying not to cry over here, but it's not working. ]

[resortghosts]

[There's going to be a bit of a tight hug for Cinque coming from a ghost.]

[whirlingmace]

[ Hugging ghost back and sniffing. Trying not to cry...

How tall are they ]

[resortghosts]

[They're on the shorter end!

Around 5'2", actually.]

[whirlingmace]

[ Hi Inaba. ]

[latebluemer]

[Just going to grab her hand. Still the too-tight grip from yesterday, it probably hurts a little? Sorry.]

[whirlingmace]

[ It's okay. She can squeeze as tight as she likes.

But it's Aoi so she's just going to turn into her to bury her face against her. Sorry, but she's going to start crying ]

I might not... be able to keep our promise...

[latebluemer]

[She doesn't cry.

She leans her head against Cinque's and closes her eyes, but she doesn't cry.

Right now, this is a bloodless, headless, hollow march they're treading, and her hands are tied several different ways. She's back home again, an angel without wings, but she isn't letting go this time.]

I'm not going to accept that, Cinque.

[Not until the very, very end.]

[whirlingmace]

[ Moving her other hand around Aoi. Aoi who's always been a source of strength and comfort. Aoi who always has been really special to her... ]

You're going to keep holding on?

[ She lifts her head up to try to meet her eyes, but her won vision is blurred with tears. Let's just rub her face against Aoi for a moment... ]

[justfists]

[she has so many people next to her, but Makoto will look at her, and get a little lost in her thoughts.

She doesn't know what to do.]

[whirlingmace]

[ She doesn't either... but she's really scared. Dislikes: Dying. She also doesn't want to lose Doppel ]

[justfists]

[she just. sits next to her, when there's time.]

Cinque-san.

[jumpedtheshark]

.... I'm not voting for you, Cinque-san.

[Cinque has worked her way up to be someone Tsumugi actually rather cares about in this place.]

[whirlingmace]

Moogie... [ She will hug her. ]

Thank you...

[jumpedtheshark]

Ah!

[Tsumugi tenses up into the hug at first, but tries to relax and awkwardly hug back. ]

W-well... it just wouldn't feel plain right voting for you at this point, you know?