WEEK ONE EXECUTION

[grigori]

week one: execution dead men tell no tales

Hopefully you got a long night of sleep? Barring that, you got whatever answers, or closure, you might have needed. Because it's strangely quiet, the following Sunday morning. Moreso than Krankaz typically is. There's something almost oppressive hanging over the city, contained within the confines of the Bubble.

Breaking the silence, somewhere, much like the song of Friday, there is the echoing, cruel laughter of voices you should faintly recognize throughout the city. It's followed by humming of that newly familiar song. It's strongest, interestingly, close to the plaza.

As time turns to 1 PM, though, there is a change as the voices fade. While there's no compulsion to investigate it, there's a small gathering in the plaza. Your three Watchers are here with their daemons, and so are... Bertolt, and his daemon, front and center. All damages and evidence, anything amiss from the weekend, is all gone, and replaced with the state of the plaza from the week prior.

Nearby, the Watchers oversee everything. Satariel is standing close to Bertolt and Idi, keeping their head up, but the visible portion of their face is lined in misery and tension. Their daemon is in its raven form, barely seen from within their hood and pressed as close to their neck and head as it can be. Rameel stands next to Satariel, with their daemon in the form of a puma, also close to them. There's barely a smile that crosses Rameel's face as their gaze is between Satariel and the sight before them. On Satariel's other side is the last Watcher, pressed close enough to nudge with an elbow. Their daemon paces before them as an ocelot, ears pulled back in displeasure as both it and Yomiel await the executioner.

And then, another party will be compelled to join them. Kotetsu will find that his feet are carrying him to his destination, Finley keeping pace with him as they make their way down the ruined paths that make up the city of Krankaz. Once he passes through the centermost area of the plaza, opposite where Bertolt stand, he'll find that he can't go back, and neither can his daemon.

Likewise, no one can enter the plaza further than where the three Watchers stand are forced to step back, though luckily not expelled like last week. There will be no interfering from outside parties, no matter what it is that's about to happen. Any attempts to do so will result in them meeting an invisible barrier, one that rebuffs them with the same amount of force used against it—so take care.

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Comments

[spydey]

Mm. Really knows where to hit it where it hurts.

[escardos]

It's kind of like a punishment for all of us.

[senjinrouha]

... And from the impression trials give off, it'll happen like this whether we actually catch a killer or not.

We have to vote, even if we don't know.

[escardos]

It's like reality TV. You think that it's real, but it's actually all scripted.

[ he smiles. ]

We're just their characters.

[senjinrouha]

[






it's like he's trying to speak to him, yuri just knows it. ]

...

[ oh but THAT part he understands. ] Yeah, well. That makes them unredeemable bastards now, doesn't it? No one's life is their damn plaything.

[escardos]

But who's "them" to you, Yuri?

[senjinrouha]

There's someone above the Watchers. We know that much.

[escardos]

[ he nods. ]

I think the only way this might work is if we find a way to work together as a team. Both the Watchers and us.

[rerouter]

... We're just characters following a script, huh. Whatever we do, it all leads to the same result.

[escardos]

That's why we have to find to rebel against the script. If it didn't work this time, then we'll find a new way to do it.

[rerouter]

[... She gives him a small smile, but it doesn't quite reach her eyes.]

I wonder what will be left if the script is broken.

[escardos]

I'm not sure. But I think that with everyone together, we'll be able to write a happier ending.

[spydey]

So two innocent people against each other. Fun.

[senjinrouha]

Sounds like that'll be the case, yeah.

[spydey]

[ she watches the fight for a moment quietly. ]

Let's hope it won't be exactly the same as last week.

[ the uh. spectres. ]

[senjinrouha]

... Bertolt won't be the one in trouble if that happens again.

[spydey]

No...

[ ugh. she rubs her temple. ]

We will just have to trust Kotetsu to be able to handle this.

[burnstrike]

...Then we'd better do our best to make sure that never happens.

[ though that's a lot easier said than done. ]

[escardos]

That's going to be more difficult than you think.

[burnstrike]

Well, life's full of hard things, it doesn't mean you stop trying.

[escardos]

That's true. [ he smiles, determined. ] We just have to continue trying until we find a solution that works.

[burnstrike]

[ with a firm nod ]

Right.

[senjinrouha]

... yeah. That'd be the ideal.

[ the unspoken part being that the ideal is sometimes... not always achieveable. ]

[burnstrike]

At least we're more prepared than we were before. And we can all work harder to be more observant and careful so we don't miss any evidence, right? Not everything is out of our hands.

[senjinrouha]

Not everything. But if you're gonna be prepared for things to go well, you might as well make sure you aren't blindsided if they don't too.