THE SECOND EXECUTION

[disregartist]

THE SECOND EXECUTION


[As the time nears its end, the audience begins to chant the numbers as the seconds tick by. Their shouting and screaming reaches a fever pitch, until the countdown gets to zero. They cheer wildly as the chime sounds, as if they were watching a soccer game.

Lilac, for her part, simply sighs as a face is flashed onto the big screens and the cuff. On the big screens, the numbers 10-2 also flash on the screen.]

[She waits until everyone has quieted down before she speaks again.]

Everyone, do be quiet. And prepare to the execution. Please put on protective sunglasses, and do not look directly at the light if you do not have any. Of course, if you do, we do not take responsibility for what will happen to you.

[She looks at Zack.]

Now. Unless you can calm down, I shall put your glasses on for you.

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FINAL WORDS

[disregartist]

[If you have something to say, best get it in before the audience goes batshit again.]

[telecosmetic]

[She just looks...tired, now. But also a little relieved, to see that score up there.]

I...I have notes. Under the bed in room 8. Some of them...are for my friends and family back home, or in those cells. And some of them are for you guys...someone might have to read Zack's for him, though.

cw fingore

[biddentodance]

[He is ignoring the potion Caleb left on his podium, just letting his mangled hand bleed.]

E....liza.... I'm sorry....

[telecosmetic]

You...you have nothing to apologize for. Also...you should drink that potion. Your hand doesn't look good...

[biddentodance]

Can't....protect anyone.....or anything...

[He is a failure. In every sense. He's quiet.

...]

Eliza?

[telecosmetic]

...hm? [She glances over at him.]

[eternaldivide]

[ Mithos is quiet for a while. He's been able to hold himself together for both the investigation and the trial and now he's ... tired.

But he's still trying to hold it together because there are others who clearly aren't and they ought to get the attention. Not him. However, after a moment he does walk over to Eliza. ]

Is it ... possible to ask for one more?

[ He means a hug, but he's not sure if Eliza gets what he means and will be fine if she doesn't. But thought ... he'd ask, anyways. They're comforting and Eliza has given him a few so ... ]

[telecosmetic]

[She blinks, looking confused for a moment...then realizes what he means.]

Oh...of course. [She reaches out to pull him into another tight hug, tears dripping gently down her cheeks to stain his shoulder this time.]

[eternaldivide]

[ Mithos hugs back and allows her to stain his shoulder. There's a few tears of his own that escapes him, but he ignores them while the hug goes on.

He'll wait until he doesn't feel anymore tears to pull away, or until she pulls away first. ]

[telecosmetic]

[She does have to pull away to go hug Zack as well, but that's still quite a while before she lets go.]

[unwittingking]

I can do it.

[He might be the only one Zach can stand, at this point.

He sighs, and looks Eliza in the eyes.]

I'm sorry that this had to happen to you.

[telecosmetic]

...it's fine. It'd be worse for me, to see Zack die in my place.

[unwittingking]

[He lets out a small, bitter laugh.]

I'm not surprised.

[That's how family is.]

Before it happens...do you want to know one last thing? About the last train game?

[zackthekiller]

. . .

[This sinner can't think of what to say, but those are tears welling up in his bitter eyes.]

[katzenpfote]

... I am... sorry, for what it is worth. You did what you thought you had to.

[higanbana]

[Ris, still shaken, just sighs and tries to steady herself, looking one last time at Eliza.

This is not the end. She won't let it be.

With that, she puts on her sunglasses and closes her eyes. After Beatrice, she knows better than to watch again.]

[zackthekiller]

[Zack just glances at the Conductor before turning to address the audience like it was his own last words.]

I hope all you assholes go to Hell.

[So, yeah. He's still highly emotional. At least he'll let the conductor put the glasses on his face.]

[telecosmetic]

Zack...I'm sorry. I love you, you know that right?

[zackthekiller]

... Yeah...

[He can barely look her in the eye. Not because she killed, of course, but because she's about to die.

Just like the last time... And like that old man from his childhood. He really can't be allowed anything nice for a moment, can he?]

I love you too, sis...

[telecosmetic]

[It's okay, she understands. After a bit, she walks over to his side, squeezing him in a hug as well.]

Take care of my Pokemon, alright?

[disregartist]

[Nodding, the Conductor gently puts the glasses on.

It's not much a comfort, and she knows this. But, it's something, hopefully.]

[zackthekiller]

[Not that he'll say anything, but he wishes he was blindfolded instead.]

[charmingheroine]

[The rush of victory is gone, now. Charlotte can't even look Eliza in the face.]

I wanted to be wrong. It didn't completely add up for any of you, but...

[dragonmouth]

I...know we haven't had much in the way of conversation here. But.

If we can find an end to this madness, we can certainly avenge this injustice on top of everything else.

[ Yeah if there's ever a chance they get to kill the Conductor she's all for it ]

[technicolourdifficulties]

[...Nah, he's spent. He's just going to put on what passes for sunglasses for him and sit over here in silence.

He's too old for this shit.]