WEEK SIX EXECUTION

[grigori]

week six: execution and the zest was history

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, in Star Circle.

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 heart of the city square. Your three Watchers are here with their daemons, and so are... Spike, 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 Star Circle from the week prior.

Standing close are the Watchers. Baraqiel is nearby, arms crossed, daemon skulking tiger-formed around the edge ring of the Star Circle. Shamsiel stands a bit to the side of Baraqiel with one of their hands grasping onto their wrist as their daemon rests on their shoulder in falconet form. Suriel stands on Shamsiel's other side, daemon nowhere to be seen as they rest their hand on the other's arm.

And then, another party will be compelled to join them. Diluc will find that his feet are carrying him to his destination, Canopus sticking close to him as they travel through the barrier. Once he passes into the innermost sunburst of the circle, opposite where Spike stands, he'll find that he can't go back, and neither can his daemon.

Likewise, no one can enter Star Circle further than where the Watchers are. 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

[yueshen]

[ "we're all just a slave to the way we feel" huh. he doesn't say anything, but just frowns a little harder, reaching down to put his hand on san lang's head. ]

...The spectres could come at any time.

[callalilies]

How long did it take the last time?

[ his eyes don't lift off the barrier now. ]

[callalilies]

[ and then when diluc looks over he's just going to try to hold his eyes. polaris waits quietly. patiently. ]

Diluc... please...

[yueshen]

[ mmmmm.... he glances up at the sky ]

...They have a little more time. Mr. Diluc has a point to these questions, doesn't he...?

[callalilies]

I would stake my own life on it.

Diluc knows what he is doing with these questions...

[veraltwin]

Does he? Or is he trying to summon the spectres to do the deed instead?

[Sorry, Kaeya... you know how she feels about Spike though. It's all coming out as anger, but she's really starting to stress about this.]

[callalilies]

[ just a sharp look. polaris is bristling from ears to tail. ]

Do you imply Diluc's character to be so low, Alisaie?

[yueshen]

[ sharply ]

Kaeya. Miss Alisaie. Stop.

[callalilies]

It's fine. I wish to hear what she thinks of him. Go on, Alisaie.

[yueshen]

You will do them both a disservice by getting into a fight.

[ not directed at either of them in particular, but. ] Speak of this after if you must.

[callalilies]

[ just this face ]

[veraltwin]

[why do i always tag after these happen and then notice them, oops]

[veraltwin]

[This is hell. There are tears pricking at her eyes, hot and unwanted, but Alisaie stares Kaeya down in spite of them. This is important enough that she's refusing to hide her eyes, the way she might normally do.]

He knows nothing about who Spike truly is. I don't know Diluc well enough to know if he cares to.

But if Spike loved you, you'll know what Hell he went through. And why he might not be sorry about killing someone who reinforced all the things they told him there.

That's not petty. I won't call it reason, but it's not petty.

I cannot judge Diluc's character, but I will judge his words.

[callalilies]

Stop.

Do not. Say. Love.

[ firmly. ]

Alisaie. We will talk about this later. I will not give you whatever fight it is you desire in this moment.

[senjinrouha]

[ he looks up a little sharply at that, but doesn't say anything. ]

[aono]

[Rin is going to give Alisaie a look of sympathy, because he was emotionally connected to Spike that one week and he Remembers Things.]

[bloodread]

[ You know what, Akira is coming over here too, and he motions to Xie Lian to come closer.

Whisper city? ]

[yueshen]

[ holy shit im in the whisper club

leaning over??? talk 2 me ]

[bloodread]

[ There is whispering happening! Akira keeps his eyes on all of this in the meantime, though. ]

[yueshen]

[ Oh. ]

I think it might be beneficial to share that with the group as a whole, Kijima. If you don't mind...? The dead are likely watching, and I am sure they would like to know, too.

[bloodread]

...if you wanna make Diluc look like a dumbass to everyone, sure.

[yueshen]

[ xie lian is not sure whether to laugh or cry ]

I think perhaps that is up to interpretation...?

[ however. a little more loudly, for everyone to hear, dead included (hi graveyard! we love you!) ]

The questions are the ones their group was asked when they were taken on their journey.

[greatdeduction]

...

Do we know if those questions....mean anything, ultimately?

[rerouter]

... Huh? Why is he asking them now, of all times?

[bloodread]

[ Shrugs. ]

We're not there anymore and it's not like what asked us those questions is around either. He better get on with it.