WEEK FOUR: EXECUTION

[gatonina]

EXECUTION

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POPULATION: 25 Good morning, Camp Gatonina. The weather is, uh, out to fucking murder you. Hail falls from the sky, pelting down on anyone who dares be outside. Seems like it's a good idea to find something to shield yourself with sooner, rather than later. At 9AM, two hours after the bugle call for breakfast, you will be drawn to the bonfire. Your body will move of its own volition, giving you little to no time to pick up any sort of protection. As you approach the bonfire, you will find that you are not the only one. The Camp Directors and Yasusada seem to be marching to the same rhythm as the rest of you, their movements stiff as they approach from the direction of the Isolation Cabin. In light of the weather, it looks like the directors have acquired... ice umbrellas? Yes, ice umbrellas to shield themselves with. Once everyone has gathered in the same location, you will hear a voice that is recognized by none. "Two in a row? Meh. It's nothing to write home about. Zeeeeeero points for effort this time. Yamatonokami Yasusada, get over here." Yasusada will be forced to approach the fire, as everyone else takes several steps back to form something of an impromptu fighting ring around the bonfire. "As for your opponent... Oh, right. A certain someone forgot how to fucking pace themselves, didn't they? Losing limbs is sooooo cliche, but here's a fun and sexy idea. Flayn, why don't you join your new best friend? Loose lips sink ships!" Similarly to Yasusada, Flayn will be forced to approach the fire. Those in the audience will find themselves rooted to the spot, and the participants of the execution will hit an invisible barrier three feet away from the rest of the group if they try to escape. In her dominant hand, Flayn will find a 20-sided dice... though three of the sides are now blank. But that's not all. All numbers above 9 glow pink. For whatever reason, there is something about the sight that will fill all those who lay their eyes upon it with a deep sense of dread. You're all old pros at this. It goes without saying that it's time for the execution to begin.

Comments

[overruns]

[ she can. she absolutely can. he believes in flayn's strength more than anything, and magnus's words are right, all of it is true but he is so far beyond listening.

ogata, shinobu, giyuu, c-3po, minako, yin yu—and now flayn? it's a joke. to hell with this place. flayn promises a fair fight, and he could spit on honor right now.

he glares ahead, shock flaring into anger. his voice is a rasp, hand tightened to a vice around his spear. ]

She'll manage.

[ruffboi]

Yeah. She will.

[He knows all too well. He knows Dimitri has lost a lot, and he knows he can't take losing Flayn, too, right now.

He doesn't want Flayn to take the offer for a fair fight, either. He just wants her to live. But he of all people isn't about to start saying that.]

He took somebody important away from her. I don't think Flayn's gonna take that lying down.

[overruns]

She won't.

[ he says firmly, seething, but even if he's seen her fight countless times, flayn is so gentle and kind, and yasusada is a warrior through and through. ]

...She should have her chance to avenge them. [ it doesn't sound like that's really what he wants. ]

[ruffboi]

Yeah. Let's root for her the best we can.

[He doesn't put a hand on his shoulder like he wants to, though. If he could send Dimitri that confidence in feelings instead of words, he would. But he's too afraid himself.]

[overruns]

[ emotion share's been exhausting this entire time, but flayn gets her victory. yasusada... looked like he could've kept going—he's not a weak man at all, injured or not.

so why...?

in any case, he makes the mistake of feeling a little relief. ]

Is... is it over?