Fifth trial

[letsplayamod]

[Just as you believe you’ve gathered enough to make a case, the sky crackles a hazy red.]

Enough! Enter the arena at once!

[There’s a change in Typhon’s tone. The bluster of his usual pride replaced with a more tangible frustration. Like the thunder he summons, his rage punctuates every word.

That matter aside, all the survivors eventually return to the arena. The mood is dour, not helped by the surrounding. For the first time, this place was a fresh murder scene; bloodstains and scorch marks continue to stain the stones. It seems that there just wasn't time to remove Ferdinand's body from the scene. So it remains, impaled on his own spear, left to fill the void of Ferdinand's absence from the surviving party in the worst way.

Again, a rift opens beyond the barrier, and Typhon forces his head through.]

You know why you are here, do you not? Now, go! Complete your task, find the culprit or die trying!

[TRIAL START]

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She is giving Omega a meaningful look. ]

And someone who needed to have something forged to prepare for combat.

[eeeonetwothree]

[ But he is looking directly at Velvet. ]

SOMEONE WHO HAS ALREADY BEEN QUITE ACTIVE IN THE FORGE.

[stringup]

...Like for a certain something, or for a recent rearming.

[eeeonetwothree]

EXACTLY.

[ And Omega’s chassis opens, showing his internals. You might notice the completed weapon he’s been working on.

You’re more likely to notice all the blood that’s seeped into there, though. ]

[murchada]

...Omega.

[she doesn't know what else to say. how to react.]

You can't be serious.

[eeeonetwothree]

FACTS ARE NEITHER SERIOUS NOR WHIMSICAL, CEREJEIRA.

THEY SIMPLY ARE.

[murchada]

Don't you-- You know what I mean!

But if you were going to start telling jokes, this is a horrible time for it!

[yourheroine]

...then you both fought, and...

[Aoi looks sadly at Omega.]

So we wouldn't run out?

[eeeonetwothree]

[ Yeah, still no eye contact. ]

SO YOU WOULD ALL HAVE A FUTURE.

[yourheroine]

You both wanted to protect us...

So you both were in the forge?

[stringup]

[ Ah.

Given how the conversation was going, this was inevitable, wasn't it.

...Velvet is staring, with the kind of unreadable expression where it's hard to say whether she's furious, dissociating, or neither. ]

...Did he give as good as he got?

[eeeonetwothree]

[ He continues to hold his gaze upon her. ]

HE WOUNDED ME NUMEROUS TIMES. HIS SPEAR TORE MY ARMOR ASUNDER. THEN, IN HIS FINAL MOMENTS, HE…HE…

…He HEAleDddd MmMeEe.

TO THE VERY END, FERDINAND VON AEGIR WAS THE GREATEST, AND MOST NOBLE OF ALL KNIGHTS.

cw: suicidal ideation kinda

[raisethemoon]

....I would have participated.

[ Luna's old; she has lived more than long enough. She would have been willing to step in, on either one of their behalves. ]

[latinumsbetter]

[he is immediately rounding on Luna with a cat-like hiss]

Don't you dare join them in the stupid pit!

[eeeonetwothree]

[ Omega has no answer to that, only profound sadness. ]

cw for not suicidal ideation but willingly sacrifice

[catsgothistongue]

[OP has definitely been here the whole time and wasn't forced to touch grass for a hour or so.]

... So would I...

1/2

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark just...stares. For a long moment.]

2/2

[latinumsbetter]

So did you infect him with stupid or did he infect you with stupid? Or was it a mutual infecting with stupid kind of deal?

[his voice is harshly sarcastic]

[fillets]

Ah. Just as straightforward as ever, of course.

[eeeonetwothree]

[ He doesn’t know how to be anything but, he guesses. ]

cw: also suicidal implications, sort of

[sweetsynergy]

...you didn't think to ask me, brasshole?

[latinumsbetter]

You're not allowed to join the stupid parade either! [snapped]

[eeeonetwothree]

…I DID. THAT IS WHY I DID NOT.

[pariunt]

[Astarion says nothing; he just looks empty inside.]

[eeeonetwothree]

…THANK YOU ASTARION. FOR EVERYTHING.