The Fifth Trial

[hot_mess_express]

Who: ALL
When: Day 11, noon
Where: Outer Space

Come hither, Heroes. Prove thy worth.

[ That familiar silence befalls everything following the call, and just like before the third trial there’s a glittering void, points of light twinkling in the air. As you step into the space it expands, seeming to consume you, the Aurora, and all that exists in general. There’s a feeling of vertigo as this happens, frozen lights swirling all about you and once again it's all accompanied by obnoxious giggling.

This time, however, when the darkness fades, you're...

Back inside of the Aurora? No, this is actually an entirely different train. Outside the windows, you can only see wispy, dancing lights illuminating the surroundings, which you can't quite make out. The doors outside don't open. ]

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Comments

[voreaciously]

[YOU ABSOLUTE DIPSHITS!!

80H is here and on her feet barely.

She bites down on her lip so hard it begins to bleed.

Yeah, so, you can see holes in her skirt and there are definitely trails of blood leading from her elbows, the skin there marred and fraying around punctures on either side. Ice begins to spread out from underneath her feet and spread and spread and rise in spikes.]

[crimeson]

[mmmmm slinging an arm around her shoulders pointedly.]

Let's go to those pods. I'll pay, as apology.

[voreaciously]

[She cannot, or rather, should not, harm humans as a matter of course and programming.

Which is why she pointedly does not break anything when she slips out of his grip and punches him in the cheek.

no thank you, sir, she is very good on her own but thank you for your consideration.]

Do not touch me!

[crimeson]

[yeah just. taking that hit. then backing away.]

I'll send you the sparks, then.

[voreaciously]

Do not give me anything! I do not want anything from you! That cost us the trial!

[yeah that. that is what she is mad about. not being shot.

#priorities

Anyway that ice beneath her feet is just getting more violent and larger.]

[crimeson]

Have I been in the habit of giving you a choice, in the past few minutes? You don't have to use it, but I will be sending it, and I will not be taking it back.

[taking out his chain to do the transaction.]

[voreaciously]

No, I suppose you have not.

[It pains her to do so, but she is somehow faster with her chain

And makes a point of crushing it, the device also freezing as she grips it until it shatters to very pretty dust.

And then she turns to leave, painfully, but with an even gait. She forces herself to do nothing less.]

[saddleclub]

Do you need help healing?

[voreaciously]

No.

[She's fine. She's walking

like badly, but she is. And she is just going to painfully dig into her fucking shot up elbow with her fingers and make a mess while she grunts to get the round out with absolutely no fucks given.]

[saddleclub]

Are you always s self-destructive?

[voreaciously]

[carelessly tosses the round out, her white fingers painted crimson before she starts on the next one, breathing a little hard and shivering slightly before she steels herself, but fingers do not stop, in fact they seem to tear open the wound site a little more in trying to dig it out, allowing the blood to flow

sorry can't hear you too busy]

[saddleclub]

[Grabbing for her wrist.]

Stop already you infuriating woman.

[voreaciously]

[She swats his hand away immediately, the blow stronger than it should be, but not like enough to break anything.]

I am absolutely stubborn, selfish, and inconceivably dense, if you will not recall. What makes you believe you have any say in what I do?

[fisherofmen]

[ WOW ]

Hey - hey, what the hell happened to you?

[voreaciously]

I am fine.

[Just gonna go on her merry way]

[fisherofmen]

[ watching briefly with randy before he starts following her ]

You're bleeding, you know. Did you notice that? I'm not sure you did.

[voreaciously]

[suddenly spikes of ice rise up out of the floor behind her to kind of block his way and to keep him from doing just that.]

[fisherofmen]

Hey!

[voreaciously]

It is not as if you care, Shirou-san. Leave me be.

[purrtagonist]

[shit shit shit--]

Hey. . .! I have-- I can heal!

[reaching up to press his fingers against his temple as he speaks]

[voreaciously]

[Her voice is very quiet and empty. She could heal this if she wanted, but it actually does not occur to her. She just wants to go to her car and die.

Sleep. That is what she means.]

I do not need it.

[In spite of this ice doing freaky shit, her voice is very quiet, very even, and very flat.]

[purrtagonist]

[hesitates, and although there's fire dancing around the tips of his fingers, he doesn't actually call Cybele forth]

What are you going to do about your injuries?

[voreaciously]

Whatever I choose.

[She tilts her head wryly]

Though choice does not appear to mean anything around here.

[purrtagonist]

[. . . . . you know what. fair]

I wasn't--

[. . .]

I didn't want you to stay behind. But if you had continued to insist that you do, all I would've done is stay with you.

I didn't intend to use physical force.

[but his stubbornness was an indirect cause of her getting shot, annnnd. . . yeah. he recognizes this and definitely feels badly for it]

[voreaciously]

[you know what she whirls to face him, stumbling for a moment before she rights herself again.]

I was fine on my own. I was prepared to do anything to complete the objective. You do not even know me.

[honestly not your fault at all akira she's an idiot]