The Seventh Trial

[hot_mess_express]

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

Comments

[bad_crowmance]

[ He lets out a soft sigh, his posture becoming less stiff in increments. ]

...Thanks.

[voreaciously]

...It is no trouble.

[honestly, her back is still bad BUT SHE DOESN'T EVEN NOTICE IT ANYMORE HONESTLY she'll get to it.

She tuts very softly.]

This was a nice coat, too. I will see to it, as well.

[But first, blood is washed away, redness fades and skin knits itself back together. It takes a couple of minutes, but everything heals up quite nicely.]

[bad_crowmance]

Heh. Can you magic that fixed, too?

[voreaciously]

...Yes, there is enough here. It will be fine.

[She places her hand on his shoulder, and the sensation is different. Still cool, but faintly energising. It's not meant for him, just runoff from the spell, but the tatters quickly lift and stitch themselves back together.

Good as new.]

It is done.

[bad_crowmance]

Man, I seriously appreciate having you around right now.

[voreaciously]

[


god, she almost wants to laugh, honestly. but she swallows it.]

It is no trouble. I suspected this might be a harder one. Truly, I am surprised my powers were permitted to function. At times, we are made to suffer for a number of days until we nego--are able to pay for it.

[bad_crowmance]

What the hell?

[voreaciously]

Yes.

[it sucks actually?]

So, all matters considered...there were even worse outcomes than these.

[bad_crowmance]

Ugh, no kidding. This one sucked enough as it is.

[voreaciously]

I take it things did not go especially well.

[bad_crowmance]

Nope! We tried for a compromise and it didn't work out.

[voreaciously]

Well, you tried an alternative method. Sometimes, you can only do the best with what you have been dealt.

[bad_crowmance]

That's pretty much how I'm looking at it. I tried something, it didn't work. Still worth trying!

[voreaciously]

...That is very optimistic o you.

[bad_crowmance]

Nah honestly, it was pretty spiteful. I thought the conclusion they wanted us to come to was bullshit.

[voreaciously]

[The corner of her mouth quirks, not quite a smile. It is like she is incapable.]

Spite, is it? I suppose that is just as well, too.

[bad_crowmance]

Spite's a powerful motivator.

[ He has NO IDEA. ]

[voreaciously]

That it is.

[hahah...ha. mood, tho]

At any rate, if I am able to help you and you desire it, I shall.

[bad_crowmance]

Maybe later? If you're up for a chat.

[ You know what he means. ]

[voreaciously]

[hm? OH RIGHT THAT.]

Yes, of course. I did mean after trials--however, please call me at your leisure.

[bless u crow.]

[bad_crowmance]

Oh, that! Well, I'll remember that offer.

[voreaciously]

Yes, that. I will bid you farewell for now, then.

[god she doesn't WANT TO but she has fires to put out and messes to clean and none of that is shit crow needs or even wants to know so whatever.

happy no emotions time.]

Do take care of yourself.

[bad_crowmance]

[ Bless her for her understanding. He raises a hand. ]

You too. See you around!