yuggoth | ( EXECUTION

Unlike the previous day, those who are asleep past 8:00 AM will experience no pain as they're roused awake. Instead, they're pulled from their sleep peacefully, almost as if enveloped in a mother's loving embrace. A comfortable warmth spreads through their body as they open their eyes, finding themselves free of any grogginess or disorientation. Similarly, those who woke up early or were unable to sleep at all will find themselves alert and ready to take on the day. Considering what is about to transpire, however... no one would be blamed for wishing they could stay asleep.

"Good morning. My staff and I hope you were able to sleep well. As promised, an execution will take place on this fine day. Please make your way to the Dining Hall. A member of our distinguished staff will be waiting for you with a summary of last night's results."

Just like the previous day, residents who do not make their way to the Dining Hall before 8:15 AM will be forcibly escorted out of their rooms (or wherever else they may be). True to Craftly's words, one of the faceless men will be waiting in the Dining Hall while all the current survivors gather. Once everyone is there, with the exception of Hana Song, the staff member will slip a transparency into the projector, switching the device on to reveal what appears to be a telegram.

VICTIM STOP
JASON TODD STOP THE BALLERINA STOP

MAJORITY VOTE STOP
HANA SONG STOP THE SPY STOP

EXECUTIONER STOP
LIGHT YAGAMI STOP

INNSMOUTH MOTEL & CO

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This is—

[icon keywords say it all, tbh. Yukina's voice is shrill, and she's staring at the scene in front of them in abject horror.]

Stop this! Someone, please... this isn't right... Someone has to stop this!

[ jay reaches over and lightly grabs her by the elbow, as if making sure she won't suddenly charge over to them or something. when he talks, his voice is very strained. ]

Yukina.

[It's probably a good thing that he takes her by the elbow, because she actually starts to take a step forward - but pauses when he grips her sleeve.]

This is— It's—

[why is this happening]

I have to do something, I can't just watch—! It's too cruel!

Then don't look.

[ his grip tightens slightly, not enough to remotely hurt but just enough so she's aware he isn't going to let her attempt to get past the faceless men. ]

This is bad enough. She's in pain, and the longer we delay it by fighting, the longer she's going to hurt.

[She considers struggling, for a moment. Her hand clenches into a fist and she goes tense, like she might try to make a break for it and run -

But then her shoulders slump, and she goes still. Her eyes are still locked on Hana suspended over the cauldron, on Light at the controls.]

...it's too cruel...

[But she's watching. She's watching, because with her vote she played a role in consigning Hana to this fate, and it would be unfair to shut her eyes to it now.]

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[ he doesn't let go of her, but he does loosen his grip back to how it was when he originally grabbed on. ]

I know, Yukina. It is. [ his voice still has that strained tone to it, like he's having difficulty keeping it as even as it normally is as he watches. ]

[this is THE WORST but at least they both have a buddy to watch this with as Light finally starts to lower Hana down into the boiling liquid

Yukina gags a little, her hands over her mouth, but she doesn't actually puke since she hasn't eaten since the day before, during the trial. Small mercies.]

[ his hand slowly, slowly drops from yukina's arm as he watches hana sink into the water. his expression is disgusted, angry, and yukina can probably hear him muttering under his breath. ]

They're going to pay for this later.

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...yes.

[Slowly, she brings her hands down from her mouth. She's clenching her hands into fists so tightly that her knuckles are stark-white.]

They will not get away with this.

[skill: grudge-holding]

Yukina--

[his voice is sharp, because hey, he's pretty mad about this too. she'll be able to tell he's shaking]

She's going to die, shouldn't that be enough—?! Why this too?

[She's horrified but also furious.]

It isn't fair!

[he's trying to keep his anger under wraps, but even his poker face can't keep bits and pieces of it from bubbling to the surface]

[he doesn't trust himself to speak. if he does, he'll probably yell, or be tempted to hit another wall, or something. so instead, he takes in a deep breath, and drops his hand on her shoulder, squeezing lightly]

[It's not fair.

Repeating it won't change a thing, and Kaito stays silent as he grips her shoulder - so she stays silent, too. He'll be able to feel that she's trembling, but... she watches it all play out, and she doesn't look away.

They have to remember this to keep it from happening again.]

[it's the most he can do, honestly. even though he wishes he had more agency, more power, more of an ability to help. but for now. . . he hopes his quiet comfort is enough to help her through this]

[he owes her, after all, for opening her room to him and Dave after their doorknob was whisked away]

[when it's all over, he speaks again]

Hey. . .

You okay?

[She shakes her head slowly.]

...no.

[To claim that she's fine would be a lie. Her voice is a little brittle sounding, and even after the deed is done, she keeps her eyes on the cauldron, where Hana's remains lay.]

But... I will be. [Her voice sharpens.] Once we catch the person responsible for this.

[And there's her skill with holding grudges rearing its ugly head.]

. . . yeah.

[he gets that, and once again, his fingers tighten around her shoulder]

She deserves that much from us.

[Yukina nods her agreement. There's not much left to say - they're both of the same opinion, here.

After a few long moments, she lets out a breath she wasn't aware she was holding.]

...thank you, Kaito-san.

[his hand drifts away, falling limp at his side]

. . . don't mention it.

I owe you one, anyway.

[Her eyes widen slightly.]

...I've never thought that you owed me anything. But, since you did... please consider whatever debt was there to be repaid.

I appreciate you being here now.

[he manages a smile. small, tired, and it doesn't light up his whole face. but it's a smile nonetheless. how can he smile at a time like this?]

Consider it. . . uh. Considered.

[She manages a small smile in return - it's strained and brittle, but it's there. ...they'll figure out something to do about this, somehow.]

It's considered.

[they're a pair of morons]

[THEY SURE ARE]

[but that seems to satisfy him, so he'll just give her a quite nod in reply]

( EXECUTION - WEEK 1 )

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