WEEK TWO EXECUTION

[grigori]

week two: execution no melodies no memories

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, the everyday background music you've all gotten used to reduced to mere echoes on the wind.

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... Suigetsu, 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 stand clustered together. Suriel is silent where they lean on their crutch, wings drooping under their cloak as their caracal paces restlessly. Shamsiel is also silent as they stand there to the other side of Suriel, their cloak covering them completely with the exception of their one good arm which clenches at their chest. Keeping an eye on Suigetsu is Baraqiel, tiger-formed daemon tracking Naito closely, pacing where the Watchers have estimated the boundary will be.

And then, another party will be compelled to join them. Rochalizo will find that his feet are carrying him to his destination, Philia sticking close to him as they travel across banks and canals to the heart of the markets. Once he passes through the centermost area of the plaza, opposite where Suigetsu stands, 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, having gotten a good gauge of what will happen now. 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

[allyship]

[rochalizo is

just collapsing back to the ground. he has an arrow sticking out of his shoulder and probably a broken rib or punctured lung what do you want from him.

enjoy your crab, everyone!!]

[spydey]

[ NYOOMING TO THIS FUCKIN TWINK AS FAST AS SHE CAN GO ]

[senjinrouha]

[ NYOOMING AFTER HER. ]

[allyship]

[he's alive everything just really fuckin hurts]

[spydey]

[ she is going to lean in and whisper something to him, and presumably will have monika's kit.

after she'll talk in a more normal volume. ]

We will fix you up in no time, punk.

[1/2]

[allyship]

[... oh.]

[allyship]

[... well. anyway! kaeya might feel the beat of a (platonic) doki, but outwardly, rochalizo is just going to whine.]

Ugh, and after I got Shamsiel to heal me a little yesterday...

[what! a waste!]

[spydey]

It was highly inconvenient for that weird looking man to injure you after, yeah. We should write a strongly worded letter.

[ to who. ]

[allyship]

Indeed. I'll fill it with my complaints! Ow.

will dw let me post this comment

[sponsoredby]

[ he's going to approach them and while he has passed out roomie to handle, he will ask ]

Do you need help carrying him?

[spydey]

Yes, if you don't mind.

[ she is still

technically injured

even if she is making a point to not point that out herself. ]

[sponsoredby]

I can. I'll have someone watch Kaeya, since he's not in any danger, and then come back for him to take him to his room.

[ because, honestly, getting this man somewhere better is important ]

[rerouter]

[



silently taking her first aid kit out for whoever can use it whew]

[uncoincidental]

[SHE NYOOMS TO HIM AS WELL]

[allyship]

[hi sheba he'll at least try to look up at her]

I think... I did pretty okay, huh?

[despite being incredibly outmatched in terms of fighting]

[uncoincidental]

You did great.

[aaaa, god. she's looking through her satchel for medical supplies but it also seems like the other are helping too? whew, he's in good hands.]

That jerk didn't stand a chance. And you used lightning like you were born for it.

[allyship]

[as he tries to breathe—]

I was trying to think of how to get him near the water... Typhoon interfered with that, tough.

[uncoincidental]

That was really smart.

[she'll try to help him adjust so he has an easier time breathing!! aaaaa...]

You outclassed him in every way.

[allyship]

[did he really when he could barely land a hit on him pre-frying

but he just manages a light smile.]

[booksleeves]

[Oh no! Hurrying over to him, though staying out of the way for Yelena and the first aid crew.]

Sir Rochalizo. . .

[allyship]

[he manages a weak smile for susato.]

... I wasn't going to lose.

[booksleeves]

We didn't think so for a moment. [That was scary, but giving him a smile right back.] You were so clever, the way you made use of your feathers!

[allyship]

... Thank you. And, to save any trouble before next trial—that makes four now on my coin.

[he would show her but. he doesn't really feel like getting his coin out right now.]

[booksleeves]

I shall add it to my notes while you recover.

[allyship]

[he nods.]

... Oh. Er, how is Alphinaud?