WEEK SIX: EXECUTION

[saturations]

EXECUTION: CLARTE

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

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[fleshedout]

[.......]

[She's coughing up more petals now, but she's hiding them, her face growing more stony as she glances down at her pocket, then back up at Clarte, her eyes like steel.]

I really...can't stand this place.

[chevaliered]

[ after a moment he shifts the hand in his pocket, and then pulls it out holding it out to her. ]

Same.

These have always been cruel, but this is upping the ante too much for my liking.

[fleshedout]

[She glances at a few people in the crowd, before letting out a shuddering sigh at who is coming.]

Garou...

[She takes Crow's hand, gently, anger and sadness burning in her eyes.]

[chevaliered]

[ fuck gentle, he gives her hand a squeeze. a strong and firm one. ]

[fleshedout]

[She blinks at the strong squeeze, but squeezes back - her hand is shaking.]

Not like this.

[Seeing Garou all over again is opening wounds she knows she had.]

I hope...Garou isn't seeing this.

[chevaliered]

... I imagine, from what I've been told about him, he'll be pissed as hell seeing this.

[ spoon i am kneecapping you in crau2 to make up for my failures this game :Sad: ]

[fleshedout]

Oh, he'd definitely be pissed off.

[She makes a low noise as she feels her hands pulled down - but it doesn't make her stagger.]

Clarte...

[chevaliered]

[ this is all very Bad and ... well. it's not the first time he's seen something like this, but this time around it feels worse. ]

[fleshedout]

Melina...

[She coughs up plum and peach petals, unable to hide them.]

[She hates this.]