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chroma2022-03-20 11:42 am
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WEEK FOUR: EXECUTION
EXECUTION: TRIAL BY COMBAT

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, Atsushi and Vin alone will begin to walk through as though drawn. All you can do now is watch and wait.

PEANUT GALLERY
A THING
you can't shake the feeling. a small edge of that nauseated, overwhelming feeling you had when you saw someone else transform last week. could it happen to you too? ]
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my turn! haha!!!
vax is here, in his armor, mouth drawn into a thin line and expression stormy. he walked here with vin, and he doesn't look even remotely surprised when it's her, though he leans down to say something quiet to her as she continues to work - if you're really listening, you'll hear it. i love you. be careful.
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after that, he's just silent, watching the proceedings, his emotions somewhere between worry, anxiety, steadfast resolve, and a horrible torrent of grief. ]
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he'll take his grief and his stress and anxiety and just silently marries it with what strength he can offer, his own worry and anger seething beneath. ]
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his own emotions are mostly quiet focus. a little concern mixed in, at that anxiety and grief coming from vax. but he's maintaining something steady, at the least, in hopes that'll help.]
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[She might be a mess of emotions here, but she's reaching out to touch his shoulder gently, nodding.]
I believe in them.
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she won't say anything, but she will look over to check on him from time to time. ]
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and then vin walks in, and well... a quiet flash of worry.
he stands still though, wearing a deep blue sweater and a white collared shirt underneath. pinned to the collar is a familiar looking silver rose pin. ]
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Suddenly, a painful spike of anger and sorrow as she watches Atsushi and Vin walk through the archway. Nogiku's face remains impassive, though her hands ball into fists at her side.]
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they don't seem surprised to see vin there, but they watch, grim.]
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she hates this. ]
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I knew it.
[The vibes are absolutely sorrowful and heartsick, here, mixed with anxiety, a seemingly new emotion for Hot Pants, thrumming under the surface. To see these two fight....its devastating.]
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get close enough and it's a bit of a mess all up in there, especially when vin walks forwards as well. ]
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there is worry, though - and anger, and regret - though it's all sort of muted and blanketed by a sense of calm that grows a little bit stronger when jiuqing fiddles with the amber stone on her hairpin. a normal week she could just try to make sure she looks composed; this week, since everyone is sharing feelings, she's trying to force herself to be composed instead, so she doesn't project worry and anxiety everywhere and turn the peanut gallery into a feedback loop of bad vibes.]
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who just looks and feels incredibly pained. sometimes you all just feel so much for an empath bird, damb. ]
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He's in his normal clothes today, so no bandages are visible, but if you're close enough you'll probably pick up on the low thrum of physical pain underneath his somber focus. There's a thread of hope in there, too, but it's faint.]
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there is a small undercurrent of grimness, but her calmness is what's being projected. ]
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he thought he already overcame this kind of fear but here we are. ]
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