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onceuponacomm2021-06-13 11:10 am
EXECUTION II
Execution
Even with a day of rest, the events of this Friday won't soon be forgotten. The dawn of Sunday might come with an a sense of dread or finality, but time ever moves forward despite what anyone wants.
The notes on the flute that summon you are different this time, a cheerier melody than last. It's likely a slap in the face all things considered, but the call can be ignored, though if you do choose to follow it you'll feel a sense of relief and easing of tension despite your feelings on the manner of executed. A small gift perhaps, for the upcoming proceedings.
C-ta and SQ are already in their own respective bubbles, with Hamelin's handpicked executioners: Rika with C-ta, and Professor Pericles with SQ. The rest of the mirror room remains unchanged when you arrive, though all the shattered mirrors have been repaired.
The price of a wish demands a sacrifice, however unfair it may be.

EXECUTION: C-ta & Rika
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But itās not SQ theyāre having her kill, is it? Fateās dice keeps rolling ones for her.]
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[Because despite it all, or maybe because of it allā¦Rika Furude doesnāt want to kill C-ta.]
Why...why do I have to be the one to do this�
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that is, until he spots rika as his executioner. ]
Rika...
[ this is cruel. too cruel. he hates this so much, he'd like to break every mirror in this godforsaken place.
instead. he stands still. ]
It's okay. Come closer.
[ be the senpai she wanted, he tells himself. ]
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[Rika gulps down the lump in her throat, her hand shaking as she looks at the small knife in her hand.]
I donāt think theyāre going to let me get out of it. Who knows what theyād do if I tried to refuseā¦?
[She takes a few shaky steps towards him.]
Fate must hate us, huh C-ta? How do we keep getting caught in these twisted games? They keep making us dance for their sick entertainmentā¦
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EXECUTION: SQ & Professor Pericles, CW; suicide for the entire thread
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She's never wanted to be invisible until now. ]
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Whatever the truth was, it wouldn't be revealed, so long as that poker face of his stayed up.
A glass with what appears to be water sits next to him. He makes no effort to drink from it.]
Frau SQ...may we chat? Before sings become more grim?
also prolly gnosia spoilers for this thread too
[ She's still not looking at him or in that general vicinity but she isn't ignoring him. SQ really couldn't ignore anyone to be honest, it's just not who she is. It's not in her, to be that way even if it should have been.
That's a funny echo that's been following her the entire week. She shouldn't be here, she shouldn't have gotten voted for. Should, should, should. ]
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SPECTATING
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She is offering other people tea, though.]
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Thank you.
[ ... ] Rika shouldn't have been chosen for this.
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I do not know if it is better that we are here, or not. Truthfully.
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...But he also doesn't want SQ to have to potentially look out at an empty room and think that no one cared enough to come and bear that guilt, so... he's there again, but looking much less detached than last week now that he's not distracting himself with questions about the mirrors around them. ]
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He stays close by Phil's side, hands clenched into fists so tight the leather of his gloves makes an audible squeaking sound. A part of him registers Phil's distress, certainly, but at the moment, he's not sure he's capable of being comforting, not when he himself feels like a wound coil about to snap.
Instead, he just moves a little closer until his shoulder is brushing up against Phil's, a silent confirmation that he's right here.]
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Like the winding of the clock tower that felt like a small success this week, like the ticking of the pocketwatch in his fingers (he shouldn't take it out, he won't take it out), round and round and inevitable.
Jack is quiet, and leans against one of the mirrors; doesn't avert his eyes to a mirror this time, but keeps his gaze on C-ta and Rika; the Professor and SQ will dwell in his hearing, though, like a terrible mockery of a countermelody.]
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Junko sits and watched, brows furrowed, picking at the bandages on her palm. ]
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She'll watch them both through. She owes that much to them.]
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sweats
... feeling powerless like this isn't something she's overly fond of, she's coming to realize. ]
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He doesn't want to be here. Still, it's their decisions that led them to this point. The least he could do is be present for their send off. ]
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SQ she's so sorry. ]
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He doesn't feel guilty about it, because that path is dark; he's done what he can live with, and for now that's going to have to be enough.]
Post-Execution
Sometime after, Rika can be found in the mansion kitchen, leaving a small mess of set aside ingredient bottles in search of something. Dammit. Does this place even have cooking sherry in stock? Sheās getting desperate.]
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It could be SQ's, he reminds himself. He doesn't have to assume. He didn't want to know who the person was who killed C-ta, no matter that it was Hamelin to blame in the end.]
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