Third Trial.

[withthemost]

[The Mayor is oddly silent today. Contemplative. It may have something to do with the wallpaper here now being very obviously reinforced. Don’t try to tear it down again, kids. You won’t like what happens.

Both Martin and Alfred’s podiums have been smashed to pieces, one of those might come as a shock if you weren’t around when the other body was found. But in the end, you’ll have to press onwards regardless of how many people have fallen today.]

Trial start.

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[pegathesis]

[Twilight hadn't been saying anything while everyone argues and the sound in the trial room grows to a fever pitch.

She hasn't been saying anything because she's been crying.]

T...this isn't fair!

[She suddenly shouts from her corner of the room, trying to sit up in the wheelbarrow. She wants to get out of it and hobble over to Watson, but the moment she tries to move she falls back down again.]

I...I'm so sorry, Juno, but...Watson...

[She sniffs, tears rolling down her cheeks and disappearing into her fur.]

He s-saved my life...he...he shouldn't...

[She can't stand this. Juno is her friend, and so it Watson.

It makes her wish she'd just kept sleeping in that clinic.]

[endlesscrush]

Twilight...

[ Uncharacteristically somber, Mika scurries over to Twilight, to get her back into the wheelbarrow. ]

[pegathesis]

[Bless you Mika, she's a bit of a mess right now]

[junosteel]

[Juno flinces, seeing Twilight stumble.]

Twilight, please. Don't.

[pegathesis]

[Twilight doesn't say anything. She can't, because Juno shouldn't have to die either. It's just like how it was with Li, he was attacked.

It's not fair.]

[dearboswell]

[Oh God.

Watson comes over to her side at an instant, and at first, he looks over her wounds, assuming that she's crying out of pain.

The realization that she's crying over him floors him for a moment.]

Shhh... It's alright, dear- it's alright. I'll still be here. Remember? Everyone else who dies in this place has come back- it's not the same, I know, but... It's alright. It's alright...

[He continues to murmur things along those lines for a while, trying desperately to comfort her.]

[pegathesis]

[Somehow, knowing that just...doesn't quite make it better. She'd said as much herself earlier in the week, to be doomed to an eternity as a ghost is- in her opinion- a fate worse than death.

She ends up pressing her face into Watson's sleeve, crying into it. Because she knows he's going to ultimately be voted to be executed, and there's nothing that can really be done. If she doesn't vote the same, they'll all be forced to the same fate.

She didn't think things could get any worse, but they finally have.]