chasma | WEEK SIX EXECUTION

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

[ 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.

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

[ 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.

...

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

We answered them and that's how we accomplished our "mission".

Did anything happen at the end of that "mission"?

Disabled the bomb, got a piece of it, and got the item Diluc gave to Shamsiel.

Hm.

[Oh, Akira, time for gay whispers! Good for you!]

[ Officially in the club! Whispers back. ]

Hm. I see.

[He's staring at the two now.]

I would hope, for all our sakes, that they do get a move on, then. Before the worst occurs.

[The spectres, he means.]