THE FIRST EXECUTION

[disregartist]

THE FIRST EXECUTION


[Given what has happened, there's hardly any deliberation, or suspense, once the clock chimes again.

One by one, the profiles on the suspect list disappear, until only one is left.]


A unanimous vote, no less.

[The Conductor stands, slipping the pardon from her vest. Without a second's hesitation, she rips it up as she crosses the garden to the center of the podiums. The paper falls to the floor in tatters.]

I shall give you a few moments to say your goodbyes to the Rose; I would suggest not interfering with the execution. In fact, I very strongly suggest against it. Getting caught in the magnetosphere we will be creating will...not end well for anyone who tries, I promise.

Oh, and-you might want to consider putting your sunglasses on. Soon. Very soon.

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[biddentodance]

[It takes a long few moments for him to respond, looking down at the cat. A few more to kneel, holding out a hand. His fingers twitch, he hesitates...and his expression goes completely blank.]

[katzenpfote]

[Frumpkin leans into him and purrs, before jumping up to his shoulder and snuggling in.]

... Let's go.

[Caleb puts a hand on Minato's other shoulder to steady him and pull him up.]

It's time for you to go sit down.

[biddentodance]

[It is perhaps more concerning that he already is steady. His shoulders aren't shaking, his hands aren't trembling. They're twitching....but the reason for that is likely obvious.

He doesn't resist. It's debatable how aware of his surroundings he is, but at least there's that.]

[katzenpfote]

[He'll just... quietly lead Minato away. He's not doing well either, but he can't break down yet.]