WEEK 2: EXECUTION

[dormheads]

week two: execution

remaining students: 36

Wow. Weekends sure are wild.

Whatever time everyone wakes up this Sunday morning, they'll see a message on their phones, much like the previous day. This one states:

The expulsion of Rupert will take place at the Athletics Field at 1PM.

When the time comes, there will be no mysterious compulsion to head over there. It seems like this event isn't a mandatory one to attend. Everyone who does make their way to the stadium will see that the field has changed into something, uh, a little different. No one is allowed to walk onto the field itself, except for Rupert who is already standing in the center, and will have to immediately get onto the stands to take a seat.

Once it hits 1PM, a voice will ring out from some kind of speaker system.

"Will Dimitri Alexandre Blaiddyd please come to the field?"

Dimitri will immediately start walking, regardless if he wants to or not. A path will allow he to get there safely. No one else will be able to follow him; while there isn't a physical barrier stopping them, they'll find that they simply cannot move their feet to step onto the same path.

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[divineimpulse]

[honestly, just otome being nearby is good, because this is bad! this is all bad.]

[momming]

We can help him together, if it comes to that. [ She hopes it doesn't come to that. But her eyes are soft with concern and frustration for this situation, for both of them up there. ]

All right?

[divineimpulse]

...All right.

[this is already the absolute worst-case scenario, but otome really has a way of it. instead, she stands silently, staring, unblinking, at the two boys.]

[momming]

[ the two boys who both just got sent flying by the bombs and Otome looks alarmed before she forces herself to take a deep breath. ]

These just get worse by the week...

[divineimpulse]

Rupert saved us all. Dimitri--

[she's interrupted by the blast, and her voice catches in her throat, mouth still open.]

...No.

[momming]

It's all right. [ it's not. ]

It will be all right, just-- as soon as we can, we'll go.

[ wow she hates this. ]

[divineimpulse]

Do you... have your first aid kit?

I still have some vouchers...

[it's easier to focus on this.]

[momming]

I do, but we'll also see if anyone might be willing to use their healing item. I don't know what the extent of...

[ she trails off because why is Dimitri going for his phone ]

[divineimpulse]

[...

and dimitri is hugging rupert.]

Rupert... Dimitri...

[her voice breaks, just a little bit.]

[momming]

[ Otome is younger than Byleth, but sometimes the mom nature just does not care about age.

So she raises a hand and gently rests it on Byleth's head. Maybe her eyes are getting a little wet. Who knows. Otome doesn't really cry??? ]

They can't take everything from us. [ softly. ] Even though they've tried.

[divineimpulse]

[in celebration of pride, a little bytome

byleth nods, eyes fixed on the two on the battlefield.]

I won't let this place take our kindness.

[momming]

... Neither will I.

[ No matter what. ]

[divineimpulse]

[and they kiss as dimitri snaps rupert's neck

just kidding, they stay quiet and find strength and solace in each other's shared warmth, which is also pretty good I think]