WEEK TWO: EXECUTION

[saturations]

EXECUTION: MARIE AMABUKI

Sunday morning starts peacefully enough, until around noon, when alarms start going off on your phones. The dreadful noise is accompanied by a reminder of the execution taking place in the Central Node. You can snooze the alarms at first, but they begin to get a little more insistent. If you're being stubborn, you can probably hold out until exactly 1 PM, when an archway opens right in front of you and pulls you in.

Today the Central Node is eerily quiet and empty. There are a few blankets laid out on the grass for those of you who wish to sit instead of standing the whole time. No refreshments have been provided, but the Residents are already there waiting for you.

As the last person enters the node, an enormous archway suddenly opens. This archway once again leads to an area which is pitch black inside, with white and grey dust falling softly like snow. The chilly air feels even colder than before, and you instinctively know you must not approach it. If you try to push through anyway, something is blocking your way. Smaller tears to the same space open in the air, at the very least. You can see what's happening, even if you can't follow.

Because - once the archway is open, Marie alone will begin to walk through as though drawn. All you can do now is watch and wait.

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[fleshedout]

[hey ryza i can't believe i have to update this because you keep stabbing me wtf]

[Anyways, Marie says her name and.....Hot Pants's face goes pale.]

Marie...?

[She...doesn't know what else to say?]

[georeject]

[...]

Hot Pants.

[they call her name, since there's little else they can do.]

[fleshedout]

...

[She wants to turn her eyes, and she can't, she can't look away from this. Marie, calling out her name, and-]

[She can't do anything here. What can she do? Her hands are now fists at her sides, completely, shaking.]

[meteion]

[ noooo, she wants to reach out to her but she can't. her teen arms can't reach

she opts to call out to her. ] Hot Pants.. [ not to get her attention, but to express assurance. ]

[fleshedout]

[meteion ur twig bird arms]

[But she glances back, and then closes her eyes.]

Meteion, it's okay. It's okay.

[Don't worry about me.]

[meteion]

[ her teen body can't grow any more than this pls ]

...I know. [ a soft, quiet reply. hot pants is strong, but marie, she...

she doesn't say anything else. ]

[georeject]

[softly,]

... We're here.

[both in the sense of being there for hot pants and a simple statement—hot pants included, they exist right here and now, for better or for worse.

either way, it's a cold comfort, but it's all clarte has to offer.]

[fleshedout]

.....

[She....nods, after a moment. It's comfort, regardless.]

Thank you.

[furrier]

[ back to looking annoyed, but not at hot pants.

gives her a little punch to the shoulder. ]

[fleshedout]

...

[A slight frown, but it seems to break her distant stare - she's looking back at him, and...]

[Punches him back, but very, very lightly, in the shoulder.]

...I got it.

[furrier]

[ hmph.

nods at her. ]

Didn't doubt it.

[pura]

[...

She looks at her in concern.]

[fleshedout]

[After a moment, she glances back at Nogiku...and shakes her head, as if to say "don't worry about me".]

["Don't worry about me, please."]

[pura]

[There's a frown on her face, especially after Hot Pants' double continues to be mean to Marie. Girl, she can't not worry? But...

Quietly:]

We will find a way to put an end to these.

[fleshedout]

...

[The slightest hint of...not quite a smile, but something determined, all the same.]

We will. I'll fight for that.

[pura]

... Good.

[Though, now Marie's execution is only getting worse. Nogiku closes her eyes, briefly, before she focuses on the scene once more.]

[gogoghostpowers]

[ Danny doesn't know what to say to this, so he's just gonna. give her a concerned look. and like, a light pat on the shoulder, because it's touch week and he feels helpless to do anything else. ]

[fleshedout]

...

[She looks over at Danny with that and...shakes her head. It's fine. No need.]

[She appreciates it, though.]

[gogoghostpowers]

[ i don't know where else to put this so here it is: when Marie falls and starts crying, in front of everyone, this emotional display of vulnerability and terror...it's too much for Danny. He drops the hand off her shoulder and looks away. It feels...invasive, to see this. ]

[fleshedout]

[......She's steeled herself once more, even though the crying feels like a vice grip around her heart. Danny's hand drops, and she turns for the moment, just to reach over to put her hand on his shoulder in return.]

[disingenuous]

[ ... ]

It's all the more reason to find ways to do damage control, don't you think?

[fleshedout]

...

[A nod, her gaze a little distant as she looks over at Roxana. Her expression moves, like she's going to laugh, but....she murmurs, quietly.]

.......Yes. All the more reason to.