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sailmods ([personal profile] sailmods) wrote in [community profile] come_sailaway2022-12-29 12:16 am

DECEMBER EVENT PART THREE: WITH THE DAWN OF REDEEMING GRACE

[the voice from the imaginary loudspeaker resounds again.]

I do believe that’s the best you all can do. Hopefully it will be enough… Gather in the lobby at your earliest convenience. There, you will find an elevator. It will take you to your next location. [pause] Mind the severed heads.

[the elevator they find in the lobby is not one that had been there before: it is strange, a bit too large and industrial for what is generally a Victorian manor. nothing will compel them to board it, but… hey. if you stay behind, you miss out on all the fun, right?

and the fun starts here. because, as soon as they board the elevator, and the door closes, it drops.

not that far. not enough to harm. certainly enough to startle, especially after it evens out, before plunging a few more feet. the effect likely wears off after the fifth time it does this.

eventually, the elevator stops completely, and opens to a large, mostly empty room. in the center is a large circular stage, ringed with enough podiums for everyone that went on the excursion - living and dead. some of the podiums are covered in white sheets; one might notice that the number of dead corresponds directly to the number of covered podiums.

the Captain is present, of course. he sits on a raised throne separate from the circle, dressed in a suit a tiny bit different than his normal one. he sits with one leg crossed over the other, looking down at them with a completely neutral expression.]


You may take your places. [he gestures magnanimously, then holds up his hand; please reserve the expected freakouts for after his announcements, thanks.] The game is very simple. You have the evidence; put it together, and decide on the guilty party. Only a unanimous decision will bring you the justice you seek. [a faint smile] The one you always seek, at least.

[another gesture]

Questions. Comments. Threats against my life. Concerns.
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[personal profile] not_the_last 2022-12-29 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
At that it could not have been her Cassandra does look up, not at Erin but across the room at Crabb.

Only for a brief flicker, still expressionless, and then her gaze falls again.
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[personal profile] pointofhonoria 2022-12-30 12:25 am (UTC)(link)

After earlier— yeah, she catches that look.

She seriously considers asking Dedue what she told him, just to be sure how this is being confirmed, but for once she finds her tongue tied. She tries to just let herself have the relief.

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[personal profile] crushed_pearls 2022-12-30 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
"Just to cut in," Erin murmurs. "Best might be putting it strongly. Dimitri's physical strength is, frankly, terrifying, and it's always going. Head to head, I'm not sure I win an actual fight; he can outlast me, and I need to focus to stay strong. That said..."

Erin takes out a sheathed knife and gently tosses it to Dedue. "You've got a good arm. Care to demonstrate what you saw for the people? It's best if evidence is clear."
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[personal profile] glassaxolotl 2022-12-30 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
Dedue catches the knife. Understanding her meaning, he unsheathes it and throws it straight at her.
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[personal profile] crushed_pearls 2022-12-30 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
There's.

An impact. The knife strikes a pale green field of force and deflects off it (Erin catches the hilt before a ricochet can take out an eye or some shit, can you imagine?). After a moment she holds it up to show that it's unharmed.
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[personal profile] not_the_last 2022-12-30 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
There's the smallest, the very smallest, relaxation in her shoulders. Maybe.

She still doesn't (wont, can't) look directly at Erin.