WEEK FIVE: REMOVAL

[retellers]

WEEK FIVE: REMOVAL (25 remain) Time to wake up, participants of the Realm. At 8am, everyone will receive a message on their PHS. Go to where the freaky puppet hell theater used to be across the bridge. Even if the participants ignore the message (or are sleeping in, shame on them), as 9am approaches they will fall victim to a compulsion to head to the specified location. Three Leaders, Tiger, Goat, and Swan, are already present, Jeanne with them. Goat speaks. "... We are the choices we make. May yours bring you closer to the future you wished to see." Once they finish speaking, an alert goes off from a PHS in the crowd—specifically, Zuko's. No explicit message this time, though! Presumably, everyone gets the idea by now and now no one has to deal with glitched text. Regardless of their will, they will feel compelled to walk towards the scene. No other participant will be able to interfere; should they try, a barrier blocks their way.

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[horologia]

[ no? no. sometimes kindness only begets even greater tragedy.

they know this story, don't they? they know what happened of saint jeanne, joan d'arc. an execution by burning takes so long; why this, compared to literally any other method of death? is it because they already did the death by guillotine once? and zuko, after everything...

there's an odd bird keeping her company today, but yuuri can only watch silently, face pale and expression tight and drawn. ]

[dianxias]

[ there is a brief moment where xie lian's qilin daemon flutters over and nudges against homura's legs, nuzzling up against her side. ]

[horologia]

[ she doesn't respond herself, staring unflinchingly out at the tableau in front of all of them, but her daemon peers down and lets out a raspy croak of acknowledgment before fluttering awkwardly down and attempting to land on the qilin's back. ]

[dianxias]

[ the qilin stays perfectly still to let the bird rest there, providing a solid support to lean on. ]

[horologia]

[ --ah, no, i lied.

"can't you be selfish for once in your life?" "i was a little selfish yesterday, i think."

she does flinch a little at that, though her gaze doesn't break and she never turns away.

in any case, it's a clumsy landing, fumbled in the end. still, it manages well enough to awkwardly come to a roost on the qilin, smoothing its ruffled feathers and settling down in a way to make itself seem much smaller than itis. ]

[horologia]

[ zuko kneels, and her hands, kept still and steady and frozen until now, fist in her dress until they're white-knuckled and tight.

to overempathize would be to assume a relationship that doesn't exist, to assume that any of them know exactly what he must be going through right now. but a part of her does feel, in distant, faint sympathy-

what good is a flame, when it keeps burning those it seeks to protect. ]

[horologia]

[ and then that happens, i guess.

well.

haha what the fuck. x2, since this happened before. all the dramatics, all the lead up, and... what? what is she supposed to feel about this. ]