WEEK 2: DECOMMISSION

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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]

[ah. well. execution is a little more explicit than it's been in the past!!! okay!!!

she's here, because of course everybody has to be, but she looks wildly hungover. she's also huddled in a coat, arms around herself as she stares through the barrier.]

[inquired]

[ we're here! temenos comes to a stop by throné - he's just watching the proceeding events, placid and silent, eyes still very blue, which highlights the fact that he also looks Not Great physically. these lights are too bright. ]

Explicit, this time.

[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]

[rosebleed]

[Pulling up next to her, feeling mighty trepidatious but touching her shoulder all the same.]

Did you sleep at all last night?

[naeddre]

[she doesn't flinch this time! waow!

she glances over at rosamund with a very wry look.]

... A little. Took some doing. [sometimes you drink until you pass out ig]

[rosebleed]

[haha progress hooray.]

Okay, well, after this —

[Then Sheba attempts to take the multitool to her own throat and Rosamund gasps, white-knuckling the other girl's shoulder.]

[naeddre]

[YEAH MOOD JESUS CHRIST OKAY

she brings a hand up to rest on rosamund's hand, holding her breath.]

[rosebleed]

[They hold hands....]

Do they expect them to fight each other?

[BUT THEY'RE ROOMMATES?]

[naeddre]

[BUT THEY'RE ROOMMATES.........]

... It seems that way. [a pause.] I can't say I'm surprised. They failed the job they were given. This is the...

[a beat. she just stops talking.]

[rosebleed]

Not by choice! And they shouldn't be made to die, not for anything! No one should!

[Past, present. Immediate future.]

[naeddre]

I know.

[she agrees, really, just...]

... This is what happens, though. It isn't fair or just, but this is what happens when you fail to get away with an assassination.

[expiries]

[standing near her, silent.]

[naeddre]

[she's silent too as sheba and shouxue do a rendition of trapped in the drive thru until SUDDENLY SHEBA TRIES THAT and she startles, instinctively grabbing for arthur's arm.]

[expiries]

[the way he's also grabbing for her arm at the same time as soon as he sees this so i guess they are just holding onto each other awkwardly now]

[naeddre]

[well, she doesn't let go! she's just silent, staring.

she can't really blame sheba, but jesus.]

[expiries]

[he does let go of hers, but he doesn't try to get out of her grasp or anything. dark shadows are shifting over his face as he watches because of the effect.

...he knows what the answer will be, but.]

You can look away.

[naeddre]

[the snake scales that have overtaken most of her face and torso flicker a nasty green color.]

No. [he probably guessed right!] Someone should witness it.

[expiries]

It does not have to be you.

[it's said fairly lightly, not pushing her either way, but - just a reminder.]