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hot_mess_express) wrote in
auroraexpress2019-03-12 06:13 pm
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The Seventh Trial
Who: heroes (?)
When: Day 16, early morning
Where: the party zone
[Late in the night, the train jostles again. It feels like a Trial, but this time there's a strange, oppressive feeling in the air, and the call forth has changed. And yet it's a voice that's been heard before -- the resonant young man's voice that accompanied a military tent surrounded in white feathers.
What is a hero?
That tent is here now, imposing with its black flag and spatters of mud and blood, but the edges are tattered and the feathers strewn about are beginning to turn black. From them rises a smoke with a dark glow, sending a chill through anyone it touches.
As you enter the voice is raised again. Though still strong, it's no longer clear -- it sounds hoarse and a little distorted.]
What is your worth? What do you stand for? What... is the right thing to do?
What is Justice?
SIGNUPS ☆ RULES ☆ ROOMS ☆ WINNERS & ENDGAME
When: Day 16, early morning
Where: the party zone
[Late in the night, the train jostles again. It feels like a Trial, but this time there's a strange, oppressive feeling in the air, and the call forth has changed. And yet it's a voice that's been heard before -- the resonant young man's voice that accompanied a military tent surrounded in white feathers.
What is a hero?
That tent is here now, imposing with its black flag and spatters of mud and blood, but the edges are tattered and the feathers strewn about are beginning to turn black. From them rises a smoke with a dark glow, sending a chill through anyone it touches.
As you enter the voice is raised again. Though still strong, it's no longer clear -- it sounds hoarse and a little distorted.]
What is your worth? What do you stand for? What... is the right thing to do?
What is Justice?
SIGNUPS ☆ RULES ☆ ROOMS ☆ WINNERS & ENDGAME

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Sweet dreams?
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Was it Rufus who killed you?
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...Don't give him too much flack about it? It's what I wanted.
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You may be okay with it but I cannot be.
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It's my fault. So.
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[Walks up to him and ruffles his hair. He's pretty tall but he still has to reach up for it.]
There. Enough self-recrimination. I will never agree with your decision in this but at the moment it doesn't matter. It's done already. Now the question is, what will you do? You cannot say you're all right, I will punch you.
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Yeah. Sorry. I don't... know what I'll do, yet.
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