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

[joinhands]

You should have thought of that before you won my favor.

[The words come out like a wind-up doll's music box. She rotates her head, also like a doll.]

I suppose you deserve to know this, Zelda. I certainly had some confidence in the case against you, but the reason I insisted like I did was because I ~believed~ in Eric and he was on the hook. I'm sorry.

[inadequacyfeelings]

I believe I would have done the same if I had been in your position. The benefit of doubt has no place in a trial when it's about finding a culprit.

[yonosoymaria]

I -

[But there's nothing to say, is there? Not when she's moving like clockwork.

Truly, he has damned himself this day.]