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.

Comments

[biddentodance]

[His instinct is to hug her, right up until they don't let him anymore. Like she did for him. But he doesn't have that permission, and Zack and Mithos have it covered.]

What's it like, having siblings?

[telecosmetic]

[The only reason she'd refuse a hug from him is to protect those hands of his, honestly.]

It's...a wonderful feeling. To know there's someone by your side no matter what, looking out for you. At the same time, you also want to look out for them, to protect their blind spots. To see your younger siblings grow up, and find their way in the world.

[biddentodance]

[Hugs don't put much pressure on his hands...but one of them is kind of bloody. And poke-y.]

No matter what....someone to rely on.

[That...hurts, in a place he hasn't hurt in a long time. Or maybe it's that he'd gotten so used to it that he'd forgotten.]

Glad you have people like that.

sorry for late response, finally figured out something for her to say to that

[telecosmetic]

Some of you here...have also become like that to me. The kind of people I want to look out for. [Especially you, Minty.] And...I'm sure you can find more people like that here as well.

No worries!

[biddentodance]

Me? [Find people like that. People to call family. ....Well. His smile doesn't reach his eyes.] Would be nice.

[If it could be true, that is.]

[telecosmetic]

I'm sure you will. I think...you might already have people like that, here.