WEEK 5: DECOMMISSION

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WEEK 5 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.

CALLSIGN UNGEZIEFER IS 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.

WOULD THE CONVICTED PLEASE STEP FORWARD.

THANK YOU FOR YOUR UNDERSTANDING AND COOPERATION.

As the clock begins to wind towards that time once again, things on the ship are... quiet. The tension is thick in the air, trepidation abundant. Despite it all, you were able to find the killer, but at what cost? Some of you are with the convicted in the brig, waiting, waiting, and the Senior Crew among you are just as tense, some running systems checks anxiously in wait of whatever anomaly may be about to occur. A few sit in the brig alongside you, while others wait outside. Hope against hope, right? That maybe something can be done in the face of all these anomalies, week after week?

But, much like at trial, there is a shift to the silence. A sharp pneumonic hiss resound in the brig, and the convicted is simply - gone. The tubes that were used to take him away to the brig from the conference hall are now used to transport him elsewhere. No one is expelled from the brig. No one is locked out. And then the Eudora's AI calls out across the ship, informing you of where to go, a mandatory execution once again... but when has it never not been mandatory? Fear, anxiety, pain, rage... feel it, hold fast to it. Even if you don't make your way there willingly, your feet will carry you there to that wretched sim room once more.

The Sim & Grav rooms are deactivated in full - 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

[applebough]

[ me like: i see... this is how it feels to have castmates...

Yuri seems to be doing relatively fine when she's watching the fight. ]

[roseoftexas]

[ :') pain and joy all in one.

that's... good? at least. as good as it can be given the circumstances? ]

[applebough]

[ And then rose jesus corrodes and... man. it's painful to watch. she's also having flashbacks of dangerous abnos. ]

[roseoftexas]

[ i can't believe this is happening the week after easter. our rose jesus.

also y i k e s. ]

[applebough]

[ Yuri closes her eye and quietly breathes out, opening it again. She'll keep watching. Rodya would know how to handle Gregor better than anyone else. Sometimes the only way to resolve things is through violence and there's really no other way around it.

She hopes everyone understands why she wanted to keep E.G.O.s out of everyone else's hands at the auction now. ]

[roseoftexas]

[ looks at shu literally saying that to shoma and nods. boy, he sure does. ]

... Do they all go like that, eventually? He looked like he had it under control a moment ago.

[applebough]

... The control is tied to the mental wellness of the wielder from what I remember.

[ Yeah.

Yeah... ]

[roseoftexas]

[ oofa doofa. ]

... Right.

[ he can imagine everyone's favourite lil bug guy is not exactly in the best headspace right now. ]

That explains a few things.

[applebough]

If they can't keep it under control, they will eventually corrode and lash out... whether they're friend or foe. Sometimes it kills the others.

[ She saw all this too. It's not pleasant!! ]

[roseoftexas]

[ well they sure are getting a front row seat to pretty much that right now. ]

...

[ he doesn't really want to see either of them die, but given how things panned out he knows who he wants to see walking out of there but this isn't the time or place to really say it.

so he just leans a shoulder on the barrier and stops watching. he has to be here, but the longer he is the less comfortable he feels gawking at what's happening. ]

[applebough]

[ Meanwhile, Yuri continues to watch. She has to. No matter how painful, how twisted her insides feel by witnessing the horrors... she has to witness them. It's the least she can do. That's all she can do.

Yuri doesn't hit the barrier. Instead, she leans into it while still facing the scene and claws at it. Her rust covered hands covered by her gloves mitigating the friction between the barrier and the hands, even if she doesn't want anything in between them. She sees how Rime Shank corrodes and she wants to be there, even if she has no idea how she could help the situation at all, even if she would get in the way.

She was supposed to have gotten all these feelings out last night, but she hates how it creeps back up and it makes it hard to breathe. ]

[applebough]

[ Never mind. When she sees the rotted apple and Gregor corroding again, she just screams. ]

[roseoftexas]

[ given he's averted his gaze, he gets a full view of yuri suffering in real time. he knows-- he knows the last thing she'd wanted was to be crowded and touched yesterday but--



well then she screams and he immediately ducks down as close as she'll allow it. ]

Yuri.

[ he can't do anything about what's happening behind the barrier, but surely there's something-- anything. ]

[applebough]

[ Dante isn't here. Dante can't bring them back. Yuri claws at the barrier some more, her legs collapsing, and she is now hyperventilating while screaming as she watches all that unfold.

(yay) ]

[roseoftexas]

[ good it got worse again. fuck this.

the second she collapses to the ground he just goes after her -- it's fine, they've both got long sleeves and gloves on, the last thing he needs to accidentally hurt her in this moment -- dropping to sit behind her and wind his arms around her so she's pulled back against his chest.

he's saying something, slow and measured and steady. his eyes are focusing on what's happening again now, but it's low enough that only yuri can hear him. ]

[applebough]

[ The warmth is there. It's supposed to calm her while in distress and for a moment, it does.

Then she sees Rodya's 4th Match Flame and she suddenly can't breathe. Shu is doing his best and Yuri would probably appreciate it more if it wasn't for the fact that:


... ]

[roseoftexas]

[ he pauses slightly when he sees that swing towards gregor and the smile he gives rodion, but only for a moment. from how he's holding her, he can feel the stutter of yuri's breath and that's enough to snap him back into what he was doing before.

the slow, steady talking. it's better than nothing. anything is better than nothing. even if it isn't helping like he wants it to. he tightens his grip on her into a brief but tighter squeeze before relaxing his arms again. ]

[applebough]

[ It really is better than nothing, because the efforts eventually show themselves when Yuri starts breathing again, but she can only look up and quietly cry as it happens. ]

[roseoftexas]

[ with the end and that decommissioned message, shu losens his grip and shifts back. go on, yuri. ]

[applebough]

[ Thank you, Shu. With that, she runs over to Rodya. She won't ask in helping her to carry Gregor, but she will help her get over to medbay after that.

She's quiet throughout it. ]

[solesuccess]

[ okay well he was giving her space and letting shu handle this but then there's the scream and he whips his head around to look at her. oh bad. badbadbad.


...but shu's got her. shu's handling it, but jesus, when is this place going to quit? ]

[applebough]

[ never, probably. ]