EXECUTION V

[faentasy]

Execution V

The end of this weekend's trial brought many questions and little answers, but like clockwork the time for execution comes like normal. The tune this Sunday has a more cheerful energy than usual, much like the piece that heralded the start of investigation.

It might not do much to change the mood though, given the two men standing in the sealed off space, in the middle of all the mirrors. Raven is there of course, and the man with him is someone else who else who was a fixture of yesterday's trial, Yeager.

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EXECUTION

[faentasy]

[reallyfishy]

[Raven thought he was prepared for anything, going into his execution. And yet when he steps out to find Yeager standing across to him, he realizes how wrong he was.

He lets out a hollow laugh, displaying a grin that doesn't reach his eyes.]

Figures it'd be you sendin' me ta my second death, eh Yeager?

[scythegun]

Better me than anyone else, ja?

[The kids who don't know how to kill or the ones who do and might hesitate. You can at least trust that he'll be efficient.

Yeager has his weapon with him, folded up neatly in briefcase form at the moment. But he also has something else - Raven's bow. He tosses it over, trusting that Raven will catch it.]

We never did get a chance to spar, you know. Let's put on one final show, shall we?

[Though he's smiling as he says it, the usual level of cheer is long gone.]

[reallyfishy]

When ya put it like that, I guess you're right.

[He wouldn't want to subject the others to the most efficient way of killing him. If anyone here understands, it's Yeager.

His eyes widen in surprise when the bow comes sailing his way, but he does catch it with ease.]

Wait, seriously? Here, of all places? [Hm. Go out with a bang, right? He's used to that.] All right, you're on. But I ain't holdin' back.

[Why bother when he already knows the result, right?

So without any further delay, he reaches into his quiver and sends the first shot sailing Yeager's way. Better get that briefcase open quick.]

[scythegun]

[Said like he doesn't already have it transforming as he moves!! He dodges the first shot and moves to close the gap between them, swinging that massive scythe around and out like he hopes to catch Raven in it. It's an obvious opening move, one that leaves far too large an opening for Raven to react to.]

SPECTATING

[faentasy]

[ideismo]

[It's distasteful, in some ways, for him to be here. Alexei knows that much. Just the same, however, he's present; his gaze is cold and he seems distant, though judging from his reaction he's unsurprised to see Yeager there with Raven.

He doesn't say anything; honestly, it's hard to tell how he's taking all of this. But he's here, and he's going to stay until it's over, regardless of what happens.]

[incompletely]

[ Tenn is here as always, and his eyes are fixed on the battle Yeager and Raven are having. He knows the inevitable is coming, but his eyes are locked onto Raven, studying his movements. Watching how he handles his bow, how he maneuvers around Yeager. It's painful, and his emotions are clouding his observations a little, making it hard to really soak everything in, but he at least has to try.

It'll be the only time and the last time he'll get to see this. He'd better learn as much from Raven as he can in the man's final moments. ]

[sempiternel]

[ A lot was hinted at during the last trial and she’s not sure what any of it means. Or that it’ll even help to be here. But well, here she is, standing apart from the others.

She doesn’t watch them execution directly, but she is definitely listening intently. ]

[heroicact]

[He will come to stand by her, though he doesn't initiate contact or conversation as he did last time -- there's too much going on still in the execution room before the battle grinds to a halt, and Jack folds his arms and watches it all quietly, green eyes taking in the ending of this particular tale.]

[biqe]

[ As much as Phil has hated all of these executions, each one has hit a little differently than the one before. This one in particular is... not the most painful, because he doesn't think anything could ever be worse than SQ's, but it's by far the most surreal.

At least he knows there's a chance for another Raven to have what this one wished for. Maybe he already has it. ]

[mirrite]

[Marcus' quiet anger is a departure from his usual attitude at executions, Hamelin's words from the other day still too fresh in his mind for him to feel anything other than fury at this entire situation.

Even though this was the correct choice-- justice in the most technical sense of the word, it still feels wrong, and he can't get what Hamelin said out of his head.

He hates this.]

post-execution

[scythegun]

[Yeager returns to room 4. He doesn't have any interest in being out around anyone right now - not after all of this. The door's ajar though, and if you peek in you might see Yeager sitting on the floor, folded arms propped on his knees as he stares at one of the mirrors he stole. In it are two people - a woman and a man. Some of you may have seen the woman in reflections before, but the man is certainly new... and definitely a familiar face.]

[ideismo]

[Alexei isn't even looking for Yeager properly; he attended the execution, and that was about the extent of what he wanted to do regarding this today. But the door is ajar, and that strikes him as just strange enough to get him to look, and...

Ah.

He pauses outside the door, giving himself a brief moment to collect himself before knocking lightly on the door to make his presence known, opening it lightly as he does so.]

Yeager. A moment of your time, if you would.

[scythegun]

[Yeager glances over at that, like he has to remember where he is and what's going on and he sighs when he sees Alexei before waving a hand. Come on in, might as well get this over with.]

Make yourself at home, milord.

[There isn't really anything behind the words, though. He doesn't bother throwing a blanket back over the mirror like the other two in his room; Alexei's already seen anyway. He will get up up off the floor, at least.]

[ideismo]

[He doesn't move very far from the door, though he does close it to allow for some privacy; he imagines that half of what he wants to say likely shouldn't be said in front of God and everyone like that.]

I wanted to say that I appreciate what you did for Raven. I don't know how much choice you had in the matter, but I imagine he preferred that it was you over anyone else here.

[incompletely]

[ Tenn is exhausted. It's been...a long day, and he's heading back to Room 3 to retreat for a while when he notices Yeager's door slightly ajar.

The logical part of him is saying not to peek, to not go anywhere near Yeager's door, but then he catches a glimpse of the man in the looking glass. That's...

...He's distracted, and Tenn shifts a little closer. In the process, he accidentally pushes the door open a little wider. Does this thing creak...... ]

[scythegun]

[It sure does now!! The sound is enough to snap Yeager back to attention, and he turns toward the door to catch Tenn. He inclines his head a bit, like he's not entirely sure what to make of this development before sighing and moving a bit to face Tenn properly.]

You can come in, if you'd like.

[His weapon (and Raven's) are both on the bed out of reach, so at least Tenn isn't likely to get stabbed???]

[incompletely]

[ He fucked up!! He just keeps doing that this weekend, huh!! And now he's about to get fucking stabbed--

well. Not yet, anyway. He sure is here though, staring at Yeager like a deer caught in headlights for about five seconds before his feet pull him forward, lightly pushing the door open as he steps in.

Then, he just. Stands by the doorway. He's just hanging out there in his comfort zone, right next to the door where he can bolt away if Yeager decides to come at him with his briefcase. Okay, deep breaths... ]

...

[ He keeps looking like he wants to say something, but nothing comes out. ]

[gemuinemanagement]

[Suga went to the execution. It was the least he could do, he thought, considering he was one of the ones who insisted so loudly that he wouldn't allow Alexei to die for something he didn't do.

Afterward, he makes a simple plate of a sandwich and some fresh fruit on the side, and brings it to Yeager's room. He knocks on the door to announce his presence, ajar as it is.]

[scythegun]

[Yeager has to take a moment to shake himself out of whatever he was thinking before he turns to the door and holds up a hand in greeting.]

You can come in, if you'd like.

[mirrite]

[He doesn't belong here, really, and he knows it. This is none of his business - not something that's meant for his eyes - and yet somehow he can't bring himself to step away and shut the door to leave Yeager in peace. Anything he has to say will be cold comfort, as he's far too aware, but at the same time it wouldn't feel right to not at least try, as empty as his efforts might be.

So it's with that in mind that he steps into the room and just stands there quietly for a moment, collecting his thoughts before at last he speaks.]

... hey. I wanted to say thanks for believing me and Phil at the trial.

[scythegun]

[Yeager shakes his head as if to collect his thoughts and turns toward the door. He inclines his head a bit when he notices that it's Marcus, but he doesn't seem unopposed to his presence.]

Oh, that? Ja, of course - the two of you are quite close, and I'd be surprised if either of you would be willing to hurt the other.

[Not that he can really imagine either of them killing for the wish in the first place given that it'd hurt the other, but this place has a way of making murder sound like a great idea.]

Though I can't pretend it's entirely because of that. I... had some suspicions about who was responsible at that point, and I wasn't suspecting either of you.

[He was definitely not right, but so it goes.]

[biyishuangfei]

[ That's fine.

Huaisang will come on by with a painting tucked underneath his arm, and then as his eyes fell upon the two people he can feel his mind go still for a moment as the familiarity of the second is easy to notice. ]

...Yeager, I hope I'm not intruding by dropping by.

[ The door is ajar, but you know!! ]

[scythegun]

[This is absolutely fine.

Yeager glances over when he hears a familiar voice, and he even manages a smile for Huaisang! Okay, it's sort of tired and not at all reaching his usual level of cheer, but an attempt was made even if it's a bad one.]

Come on in. Make yourself at home.

[There's no sense in covering the mirror, though the new addition to it likely is going to raise a few questions. He doesn't really mind at this point.]