EXECUTION II

[faentasy]

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.

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[hellochildren]

[He flies into the air as the glass falls from her hands, the neutral expression sliding over his face again as he breaths a sigh-of relief that it's over? Of relieving the tension he felt in himself? He doesn't like how he's unsure of the true answer.

Her death is quick. Just like he promised.

He lands near her face, looking at it intently, before Professor Pericles whispers something only he can hear.]

Rest well, knowing you vill be remembered for generations.

[And with that, the parrot is back in the air and out the door, destination in mind as he considers the possible health issues he may be suffering from, and how he could treat them while in this place.]