THE SECOND PROSCRIPTION

[strangerpeople]

THE SECOND PROSCRIPTION
(CW: Coffins, claustrophobia in general, skeleton bones)

Most interesting.

[Suddenly, a bright light from above lights up, same as last week, from the bone chandelier. Once more, the light only seems to shine on one individual, as the Elder Steward appears, looking pleased as punch.]


Excellent, excellent. You have condemned The Noodles to die by quite the majority, so certain you were of her guilt!

[There is a long, long pause. Finally, though, the Elder Steward does something unexpected. First, he throws his hood off to reveal--huh. A rather young-looking and handsome figure. Odd.]

But...

[A slow, fanged smile appears on his face, before he turns to Eric, raising a toast with a glass of something that might be red wine-or something else.]

You were wrong. Congratulations, Fast. You have exceeded my and Our Lady's expectations. You have damned an innocent woman to the cruel death you deserve for your crime, and your fellow shall be forced to watch. For this you shall be rewarded protection for that special person, as promised.

Now.

How does it feel to know what you've done, hm?

Comments

[15unknowns]

There are few limitations. You may choose anyone you wish to be granted protection from any harm that may befall them...save for The Noodles, and those here, of course.

cw: self-harm

[yonosoymaria]

So it's as good as useless, then. God. God, I've... bad enough that it happened, that it was an accident, you add that part after the fact?! Damn you! Damn you and damn this entire damned world!

[He buries his hands in his hair and just as swiftly yanks them back out, tearing at it - not enough to draw significant blood, but enough that there's. Certainly hair that didn't just shed in his hands. He stares at the Steward, eyes wide as a movie-show madman.]

So you can't or won't define harm, then, either? God. Damn it all to hell - it will keep him from getting into trouble now that I won't be there. Fine. Fine, if it's no one here, fine, let my Patroclus be as Achilles should have been, let John Morris be safe.

[15unknowns]

Very well. He shall be protected.

[And that is that. At least as far as the steward is concerned.]