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trustfell2015-12-29 08:20 pm
explosivecombat) wrote in trustfell2015-12-29 08:20 pm
Accountability.
| There are all sorts of secrets to this place, really, ways to get from place to place reasonably unnoticed. Some of those ways involve the ability to shift one's appearance, some of them involve shadows and vessels and darkness; for those without those sorts of gifts, though, one has to rely on more conventional means. Panels and doorways, joins and seams that don't join up quite right; portions of the wall that will open up if you manipulate them properly. The Conductor himself tends to rely on the latter; he is, after all, entirely human. He's thin, as though he doesn't eat terribly much, but his clothes are immaculate and sharply-tailored, a suit and long coat all in white and shades of pale grey; his hair is long, trailing at least halfway down his back in a thin, tightly-tied ponytail, and his eyes are cold when he moves to stand at the thirtieth podium – it's not his, it never has been, but it's going to do for now. He doesn't seem anxious at all about being here; there's nothing nervous in his demeanor, and he's keeping his head up, perfectly willing to look everyone in the face. There's a definite arrogance about him, as is probably to be expected, though he'll certainly acknowledge everyone once he's there – when he bows it's enough to be respectful, but not nearly enough to expose the back of his neck. When he speaks, his voice is recognizable but it's quiet, far moreso than one would assume him to be based on the volume of the intercom alone; his tone is even, almost unsettlingly calm given the circumstances, though there's a hardness to it that never quite goes away. "It's a pleasure to speak to all of you in person; I'd say that it's almost a shame that the circumstances have to be what they are, but I'm not going to insult your intelligence like that." He straightens up then; the smile he's offering is understated, but it's not particularly nice. "I understand that we have a fair amount to discuss; shall we begin?" Your host for the evening, everyone; let's start. |
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[ He should've sent more dick pics in retrospect. ]
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Aside from that... Secret passages? That explains why there are so many gaps of building gone unused and sealed off. Though that's hardly the first concern here.
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[Blue, what-]
You're totally an eight! No fair!
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...Well, I'm flattered, I suppose?
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Do you think you could give us your actual name now that you're finished with your whole "mysterious mastermind" thing?
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I was a State Alchemist, as well as a former major in the Amestrian military; my personal title was Red Lotus back then. The previous session of this exercise called me Observant at my request.
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Weiss closes her eyes, takes a deep breath, and then looks up. She's filled with DETERMINATION.]
Susan, Giovanni, Blue, Sol, Jean, Katsuki, Elise, our friends - even the jerks we didn't always like - we have the puzzle pieces. Let's put this together, bring them back, and open the gate back home.
Who: people that wanted to tear worlds apart and play games with deities. What: all of this. The war, the gate, the murders, the shadows. Where: a place that none of us could call home. When: doesn't matter. How: powers that we don't have.
Why: because they could.
Let's go.
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OPTIONS.
I've heard several suggestions by now regarding what should be done from here, some of them entirely more viable than others. I'm willing to answer questions, though any information I'm willing to provide will be ultimately at my discretion, as always.
However, the first question for now is going to be mine.
Namely: What do you want to do from here?
Bear in mind that I came into this entirely prepared to die; I've co-existed with death all my life, and I no longer see it as a threat. When one kills as many as I have, death is guaranteed to find you far more quickly than it is most others, and you're well within your rights to kill me. If that's what you want, then so be it.
However, I've heard talk of other options, and again, I'm not averse to discussion. Let's get them all out at once, shall we?
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Maybe it's not likely, maybe we die trying to stop the cycle from happening all over again, but...
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[ ... A hero is supposed to be somebody who helps others, right? It's not good enough to just go home and pretend like everything's alright because he made it out alive. ]
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KIMDUCTOR
That alchemy thing you were talking about. Is that someone just anyone can do in your world, or is it something special?
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It takes years of study and a certain aptitude and inclination for it - it's a talent as much as it is a practice.
Why do you ask?
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...you know what, I'm just going to ask.
Whose eyes were you injecting things into?
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...Good question, seconded.
AGREEMENT.
I have the means to restore your abilities and ensure that you can bypass the Gate, returning wherever it is you want to go, It matters very little to me, what you do in that regard; the point is that I can allow you to do that, or to perform any other miracles you might want to carry out in the process. It's a lucrative deal, and one that won't be available to you beyond this point should you choose to kill me. Bear in mind that I also know this world better than the rest of you; I know the state of the world itself, I know what's waiting for you out there, and I know where God is. I think it's absolutely suicidal to fight him, but by this point I'm willing to acknowledge that I probably don't have a say in the matter either way – you'll do what you will, and if I get dragged along for the ride, that's probably the least of my worries in the end.
However, there are those of you who insist that they would rather see me dead than utilized – which I've said from the start is an entirely fair sentiment, and one I rightfully deserve. It's also not entirely certain that I'm willing to work with you, and given that there's been talk of ripping my hands off, I think I'm within my rights to refuse, unless an actual sane compromise can be made. So if you want to see me dead, you're more than welcome to decide such and do whatever you want with the rest of your friends, and you'll have no argument from me. Some sort of justice or personal satisfaction will be met in doing so, I'm sure, and you'll have held me accountable for everything I've done.
Just know that all of the information I mentioned before this will be lost to you if you decide to kill me; you'll be left on your own in what's effectively a dead world, and you'll have no idea precisely how dead until you leave this place. You'll have your friends, but not much else – if you think I won't destroy both stones in my possession before I die, you've got an unfortunate surprise coming to all of you.
Why don't we put it to a vote, then? As we always have.
Ah, but in the interest of not dealing with infighting and all those other unfortunate things that likely come with divisive topics like this, I think it would be best to change our decision-making method a little bit.
The final vote must be unanimous.
The consequences for doing otherwise are likely to be unpleasant and not what anybody here really wants; I would prefer to not have to cross that bridge at all, so do take your time in deciding what it is you want.
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CONDUCTOR LIVES
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SELECTION.
[...The contract was cute and a nice try. He'll acknowledge that much, if only to himself, but still. At least he sounds more amused than truly condescending.]
Select someone amongst yourselves to relay what you've decided. Once that's done, we can progress from there.
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[ Addressed to the rest of the group: ] Think we should put that to a vote, too?
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DECISION.
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ACCOUNTABILITY. - 1 / 5
So you're actually willing to take me at my word.
[And there's something strange in his tone, as well; it's not the usual odd, almost manic excitement that comes when someone dies, but the usual distant coldness in his tone isn't present, either. It's just...quiet, and very blank, and the sort of tone that comes when one is trying to parse something.]
You would trust me to not kill you immediately, despite all I've done...?
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His fingertips shift a little against that philosopher's stone, toying with it a little as he tips his head downward, keeping his gaze shot low as he seems to...consider that.]
2 / 5
You disgust me.
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5 / 5 - MASS EXECUTION: COMMENCE
...6 / 5?
7 / 5
...ACCOUNTABILITY.
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