WEEK 2: DECOMMISSION

[dropoffs]

WEEK 2 EXECUTION

WITNESSES REQUIRED.

 

ALL CREW PLEASE REPORT TO SIMULATION ROOM 001 AT 1300 HOURS. REPEAT, ALL CREW PLEASE REPORT TO SIM ROOM 001 AT 1300 HOURS.

ATTENDANCE IS MANDATORY.

CALLSIGNS FEATHERY AND TRUSTFALL ARE TO BE EXECUTED FOR THE ACT OF MURDER AGAINST FELLOW CREW. SENTENCE ░̴░̵░̴░̵░̴EN ̵P̴E̷R̸ ̵A̵░̶░̴░̵C̸L̴E̴ ̸8̴8̴░̶░̴.̵2̵░̸ ̴O̷░̴░̷░̶░̴ ̵I̷N̷░̵░̷░̴G̸A̸░̴░̴░̷░̷░̷░̶░̸ ̶░̷░̴░̷ ̴░̴░̷░̵░̸T̵ ̴T̸H̴░̴░̷░̶░̴ ̶C̷H̷A̷░̵░̸░̷░̶ ̶A̵░̷░̷░̸S̷░̷ ̸░̸░̸░̸I̶N̷░̸░̴ ̵A̵░̷S̸░̶S̶.

THOSE CONVICTED: PLEASE STEP FORWARD.

THANK YOU FOR YOUR UNDERSTANDING AND COOPERATION.

As the clock begins to wind towards 1:00 PM, things on the ship are... quiet. The tension is thick in the air, trepidation abundant. You pulled off the impossible - but was it worth it? Some of you are with the convicted in the brig, waiting, waiting, and the Senior Crew among you are just as tense. A few sit in the brig alongside you, while others wait outside. Hope against hope, right? That maybe something can be done.

(If nothing else, Sheba and Shouxue aren't alone in all of this. You've made sure of that.)

But, much like at trial, there is a shift to the silence. A pair of pneumonic hisses resound in the brig, and the convicted are simply - gone. The tubes that are used to take them away to the brig from the conference hall are now used to transport them elsewhere. No one is expelled from the brig. No one is locked out. They're simply taken away. And then the Eudora's AI calls out across the ship, informing you of where to go. Even if you don't make your way there willingly, your feet will carry you there.

None of you have ever seen the Sim & Grav rooms deactivated in full, before, but you do now - the eerie, orange glow of the blank space, filled with a faint, pink haze when you first arrive, doesn't make a particularly inviting scene when you arrive. But you're brought to the main, largest room, used for large group simulations and zero gravity runs, where a sweet scent lingers as the pink haze fades. And once you've gathered together to one side, that's where you'll be staying - a shimmery barrier falls down to separate you all from what the Eudora has decreed will be an execution.

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Comments

[naeddre]

[the scales have absolutely crawled all the way up her face, she's like. more snake than human at this point. the scales ripple an awful blood red color, and then stay that way.]

Mm. They outright said it.

[inquired]

[ extremely dryly: ]

Thank the gods for that.

[ as sheba tries to end it all - he settles a little closer to throné, tense. ]

Do you think that will work? [ he... does not. ]

[naeddre]

No.

[and lo and behold. she shifts, so that her shoulder is settled in front of his, a little like she's getting him at her back as much as she can without standing in front of him.]

... It'd be easier, but of course not.

[inquired]

[ i mean, he just steps behind her full stop at that. he can see over your head, shortstack

do not make me witness this, shouxue says. he shakes his head. ]

Nothing here ever is. [ easy. ] A cruelty, to say the least.

[ oh and when that stave appears in sheba's hand temenos' expression darkens. ]

[naeddre]

[stop maybe she wanted to stand side by side!!! this is fine though.

that makes her look kind of ill, when shouxue says that. she opens her mouth - and then closes it because she's pretty sure temenos would yell at her if she said what she was going to say and it is not that time for that sweats]

[inquired]

[ please get therapy

but, ah. he watches that tornado go up... ]

... Is this going to do anything with it being in simulations...?

[inquired]

[ comes back to you because i just have to react to

dahut ]

...Oh dear.

[naeddre]

[sorry i left for a second what the fuck]

[inquired]

[ ara moved us on so fast i deeply apologize my comments make me look like an asshole

anyway. what a. hrmm. his eyes are looking very, very blue again as shouxue starts to curl up on herself. ]

[applebough]

[ that better be a transformation thing only, temenos ]

[inquired]

[ they're laser eyes actually. i blow up the barrier with my cool laser eyes






no it's just a transformation thing ]

[applebough]

[ if only ]

[naeddre]

[I REALLY AM JUST LIKE BWUH

anyway, this is awful, i'm having problems with whiplash but she does sort of just stare. there's not a lot going on behind her eyes right now, but she does lean back against him.]

[inquired]

[ yeah. he stays still so she can lean back, steady as ever, and just watches, silent. ]

[naeddre]

[how can we make it stop.

she closes her eyes.]

[inquired]

[ there's blatant heterosexuality happening right here in front of me but i am here supporting it (literally)

anyway. he's tense, watching the words above her head - and then exhales, quietly, from behind throné, touching her arm. a nonverbal - i'll tell you, when it's over. ]

[naeddre]

[ignores you

she nods a little in response - do you ever quietly get triggered by an execution it's fine everybody is upset]

[inquired]

[ mm. he shifts a little bit, protective - gaze sweeping across arthur and. whoever else is in throné's handholding squad at the moment, but otherwise just places a hand gently on throné's back and leaves it there. ]

[naeddre]

[that's fine she's going to just lean into it and turn her face away.

she mumbles something to him, the rattlesnake noise picking up.]

[inquired]

[ ...

there's a soft, affirmative noise. and when she turns her face, he wordlessly lifts his arm and sets a hand on the back of throné's head, holding her there with her face turned away.

and murmurs something quiet, in return. ]

[expiries]

[also ignores you]

[inquired]

[ don't comment to me just to tell me you're ignoring me ]