WEEK THREE EXECUTION

[grigori]

week three: execution interred with their bones

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. There's something almost oppressive hanging over the city, the market silent for the day as businesses remain closed and merchants remain indoors.

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 outpost.

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 out beyond the outpost, in the desert proper. Your three Watchers are here with their daemons, and so are... Rin, 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 city from the week prior.

Nearby, the Watchers stand clustered together. Satariel stands close to Rin, hand gently between his shoulders, though they periodically look back Yomiel's way or around the area with an uneasy dread. Yomiel stands a short distance away from the others, avoiding the others' gaze as well as they can (that is, badly). Their ocelot daemon crouches beside them, fur bristling. Rameel stands somewhere between Satariel and Yomiel to act as some sort bridge between the three of them. Their puma daemon settled by their feet as it keeps tabs on Yomiel's ocelot as Rameel makes sure to not look away.

And then, another party will be compelled to join them. Yukio will find that his feet are carrying him to his destination, Miki sticking close to him as they travel past bones across shifting sands. Once he passes a certain point, opposite where Rin stands, he'll find that he can't go back, and neither can his daemon.

Likewise, no one can enter the area further than where the three Watchers stand, Satariel having been pushed back, stopped only by their daemon shifting to its bear form. 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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[booksleeves]

I see.

[She closes her eyes for a moment, considering this. And then when she opens her eyes, they're very angry.]

Don't call me niblet. My name is Susato. And . . . I will not tolerate people making baseless accusations in my name.

[bloodyromance]

Susato, then.

Wasn't in your name, though. Think what you like, but you won't get anywhere if you're always playing defence.

[booksleeves]

And you will never get anywhere unless you hone your observational skills.

[bloodyromance]

[As a vampire, his instinctual response to this would be to kill her immediately.

Instead, he just rolls his eyes.]

[veraltwin]

[She's wandered over here because she was going to give Spike hell (and she'll get to that in a moment), but... she's going to try and rest her hand on Susato's shoulder first, if she can.]

It isn't baseless, Susato. I'm all but certain they're correct as well.

[malewife]

Let this go. All of you.

[ hydok was not present all of trial, friends. ]

[uncoincidental]

It's baseless enough. Rameel confirmed that the item I used would only narrow down names from the results, but that innocence or guilt was another matter entirely.

Narrowing it down that way was a mistake and in the absence of any other evidence to point toward him or anyone else on that list, I think we should disregard it.

[veraltwin]

[She shakes her head, but doesn't say anything else.]

[booksleeves]

[Sorry, but not today. She looks actually - a little hurt at this, but then after a moment it's gone.]

Don't get caught up in their foolishness. Simply because van Zieks speaks in an authoritative manner does not make him correct.

[veraltwin]

[That's fine--Alisaie hesitates a moment, lost, but then drops her hand back to her side and shakes her head.]

It's not due to that.

It has to do with the conversation we had after last week's execution.

[booksleeves]

Can we speak of this later, Alisaie? I recall that conversation well.

[veraltwin]

I would be more surprised if you did not.

Yes. We can discuss more of this later.

[lefthandpath]

Is now really the time? Is the question everyone should be asking themselves.

Even if--even if this was right, how does that make what's happening now anymore justified?!

[veraltwin]

It doesn't. I do not mean to pretend it does.

This entire thing is a cruel mockery of any so-called "justice."

[lefthandpath]

Then, please, leave it.

[she already is, of course, but Allen asks it still]

[bloodyromance]

Justice isn't something you can achieve while acting within the palms of something evil, nitwit.

This was never going to end happily.

[lefthandpath]

If you think I didn't already know that, you're the nitwit.

That was my point. It shouldn't have been brought up in the first place.