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trustfell2017-10-06 11:46 am
Fourth.
| As the fourth week comes to a close and Friday morning dawns like the rest of the week before it, with the chiming of the clock and the doors to the kitchen unlocking, it seems, for a brief moment, that everything will be normal. For a given degee of "normal", anyway – perhaps some are on edge because there's a definite pattern that's been happening here, but for a few blissful moments, everything seems quiet. It doesn't last long; eventually, Jericho's voice can be heard over the public-address system. He doesn't sound as excitable as usual, though perhaps that can be explained away with the content of his message: "Hey. Just so you know, we've kind of got a problem this morning. Nothing catastrophic or anything, but you might want to get into the foyer so you know what's going on. We'll be waiting." You might want to go. |

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And she has enough time to take in the look of Sigrun's body before Sayaka's taking off. ...God- she's tearing up, but the living need her more than the dead right now. She follows after. ]
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Alex approaches, looking through blurry eyes. ] Sayaka... [ Make sure she knows who's there, who's in the room. Then kneel by her side. ] S- Sayaka, I... M-me too.
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...She's gonna peer up a bit and lean into Alex a bit, just. Sobbing like hell.]
It's--It's awful, it's awful--it's just terrible, all of it..!
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I know. I- I know. It's h- horrible! [ ...Holds tighter. Any one of them could've been chosen. Any one of them, it's setting in. ] I'm h-here. I'm here, o-okay?
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E--Eide-san--Eide-san--she didn't deserve that, it's...it's...
[Heck. They could've died. Alex could've died there, and Sayaka would've been horrified--]
I wouldn't...have been able to keep my promise...
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Sh- she's- was- she didn't. None of us do. [ Promise... ] What are...you...?
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What...do you mean?
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What promise?
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Who asked you to promise that?
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[...]
Can we talk about this after the trial? It...it might be for the best.
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[ She holds a little tighter. It could've been any of them. It could've been any one of them. ]