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WEEK FOUR: EXECUTION

Hello, deadlings.
Well. You caught one person. That's something, isn't it? Lucky you, the weekend "fun" isn't over just yet.
On Sunday morning, you'll soon hear a sound coming from the dock. There's a large ferry waiting for you, and even if you resist you'll eventually find yourself compelled to climb aboard and set off on a short voyage. The islands around you look fairly blurry, but you don't go very far before you stop at a slab of land with two large buildings stationed. You won't be able to look at the one on the right now, the one you've come to know as the trial bar. Instead, your feet navigate you to the building on the left as the door creaks open. On your way in, you notice some posters hung beside the door, advertising today's event.
Inside is a bar. It's pretty swanky in comparison to the others you've seen, tables and chairs arranged comfortably for everyone to have a seat and spread out however they'd like. The bar is fully stocked with all kinds of alcohol along with an arrangement of bar food for anyone who's feeling a bit peckish. At the head of the room, there appears to be a stage washed in red lights with a wide area for performances.
At a table in the corner all six demons are gathered around.
-Bloody Mary and Midori are seated together, staring intensely at the stage.
-Blue Hawaiian and Malibu Sunset are draped over each other, phones in hand and slightly covered by Cosmopolitan.
-Rosé is seated nearby, looking impatient.
As you find your seats and get yourself something to drink, darkness begins to fill the bar and a banner unfurls over the stage.
SCARAMOUCHE
10AM
Enjoy the show
No matter where you look, you will find that Scaramouche is not amongst you. But there isn't time to look further before the lights dim and the curtains draw.
EXECUTION
whatever's about to happen...well, the audience may look, but they can't touch. ]
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It's only once he's taken what he feels is his "proper" place that he stops moving. Shielding his eyes for a moment, he looks up toward the bright spotlights overhead, reminded of the sun at the peak days of Inazuman summer. His gaze drops back down, leveling across the stage next as he sizes up whoever they've decided to throw against him. Not that it matters.
He doesn't say anything, just yet. Doesn't spare a glance toward the audience. Just waits with a quiet impassivity as the shadow behind him ripples.]
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when ryo walks onto the stage, he pauses for a moment as he takes in the sight. it's funny, how different it looks from up here versus at the audience. unlike scaramouche, ryo does actually look at the crowd, but it's more of a curious glance than anything.
it only lasts a second, and he walks further onto the stage, stopping a few feet away from scaramouche. he doesn't say anything, but gives him a nod in acknowledgment.
at his feet, his shadow moves, not quite forming anything yet, but... waiting. ]
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1/2 and also cw for attempted suicide closes my eyes
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PEANUT GALLERY
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anyway lbx is here at his usual table near the stage, a drink in front of him. maybe it's the bite one because i love zia and cola specifically, but it does look untouched. whos to say.
he's also got a medkit sitting on the table, and he's very quietly keeping his eye on the stage, fingers laced together in front of his mouth. here we fckin go... ]
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oh boy. glancing for wherever akira is in all of this. ]
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Softly:]
Oh, no.
[rip in shit, angry cat pinnochio.]
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she's here! she is ALSO immediately looking for akira. what the fuck, this is stray bullets the execution.]
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He looks really fucking tired, but he's standing near the back, facing forward and unwilling to look around him. He doesn't seem surprised really by any of this.]
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Was this something planned, then?
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[gently puts a hand on his shoulder.]
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there's a slight eyebrow raise when ryo comes out onto the stage. not what he expected, but he's been wrong about a few things this week.
should be interesting. ]
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he stares straight ahead at scara vs ryo, looking tense. this is going to be... something.]