
It's... quiet. The morning is quiet and dull and even the animals lingering on the fringes of town seem a bit at a loss for what to do. The town as a whole seems to be waiting and it isn't until the Sheriff leaves the station carrying a wooden gibbet easily in his arms that things seem to perk up. He drops it into the dirt, shoves it in with a grunt and then heads back into the station.
A few moments later Tiara follows him out, leashed to him by a rope binding her hands and a blindfold around her eyes. In the Sheriff's other hand is a bucket. He brings them to the stick and drops the bucket upside down on the ground, helping her to stand up on it and pulling the noose around her neck a moment after. He uses the excess of rope around her hands to bind her to the stick.
He turns back to the town after, glancing at the few stray animals that have set up on the porches to watch. A crow nearby caws out from on top of the Saloon sign. The Sheriff looks to the hotel and a moment later, the bells on top of the church begin to ring. Twelve rings signaling the hour and the Sheriff calls out, louder than naturally possible,
"Execution time, folks! Ezio Auditore has been chosen as executioner. Come on down and watch."
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EXECUTION
I'm obligated to provide anything you need to assist you today. If you don't got anything you want, have at it.
[ That's it, it seems. The rest is up to Ezio. ]
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She is trying not to cry, after all.
It's just not entirely working.
All she can really do is stand there, though; it seems she's exhausted all of her works in the confession she gave before. She has nothing left to say to the crowd that she knows must be watching, even if she can't see them.]
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[Despite all that he's said, he still tenses up when he sees her bound and blindfolded. It's too familiar, he thinks. He gently undoes it all, leaving her standing there as if she's meant to go free. Of course, they both know that's not the case.
Ezio looks to her, and solemnly nods as it seems she has nothing more to say.
He brings his hand to her throat in a practiced motion, and she is gone. She doesn't fall to the ground, as Ezio supports her in his free arm. It almost looks like she's fallen asleep if one ignores the blood. Still focused on her, he says,]
Mi dispiace per i ruoli che ci hanno dato. Non dimenticate che il vostro cuore è ancora innocente. Che tu possa trovare la felicità nella prossima vita. Requiescat in pace.
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[She's shouting, both at the scene before them and those who've come to watch]
Are you all going to let this happen? The murder of two innocent girls will be on all our hands!
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She feels sick and scared beyond words but in contrast to the last two days, she isn't crying. Just standing there white-faced, her hands balled into fists as the Sheriff leads Tiara to slaughter. ]
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Which is to say, Jason doesn't know about the promise Xion made to Tiara. Didn't really overhear it. But he's standing next to her during the execution, equally as white-faced and tense. When Ezio's blade comes close enough to Tiara's neck, he acts on impulse and lifts an arm to block her sight, effectively shielding her eyes when the actual killing happens.
Whoops.]
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[ No. No no no!
Xion immediately grabs his arm, shoving at it ]
Jason! Stop it! I told her-- stop!
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Though, even when she dies his expression remains unfazed. Yep. That's a dead body alright. ]
So that's what an execution is like ...
burying ao
It's not long before he comes to the graveyard with her body again, and it's with care that he lays her down on the ground in an empty spot of earth. Considering Ao and Tiara don't have graves in the graveyard, he has to start from square one, it seems.
i, naturally
So, he heads over to Hannibal and lingers off to the side, nose wrinkling at the smell of the corpse. But in a way, he prefers this smell other than the rest of what he's picking up on, so he sticks with it. He'll sit nearby, either on a grave or a tree stump or something, and just --
Yeah, he's just gonna watch Hannibal. Like a loser. ]
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[ But his tone is teasing rather than serious. He's not pushing for Will to help, since this is a responsibility that he's taken for himself, but he also doesn't imagine Will will be up for the task at the moment. So Hannibal keeps digging, since though he'd always like to stop and talk with Will, the sooner this is done, the better.
But, still. He has to check on Will too. ]
I'm sorry that I had to leave you breakfast instead of joining you. I hope it wasn't too heavy.
[ He's hinting to the fact that he intentionally made it light for Mr. Delicate Constitution, but this one isn't a joke. He's mentioning it out of concern. ]
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i LET'S GET SOME CR BETWEEN THESE TWO c:
He watches Hannibal at first, wondering if the man's doing what he thinks he's doing... and then, once it becomes apparent that yes, Hannibal is going to bury Ao, Riku approaches.]
I'm glad she'll get a proper sending off.
[He never interacted with Ao. But every death is a tragedy--at least, innocent ones like the two they've seen so far are.]
Do you want some help?
[Where's another shovel...]
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Of course. It's the right thing to do. And besides that, Ms. Tiara asked me to make sure this much was done for her. For both of them.
[ And to the offer, he nods. ]
It would certainly make the work go faster. So if you do not mind, it would be appreciated.
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as soon as ezio approaches, though, papika immediately turns around and sits on the floor, facing away from the execution. nope. can't do this at all. ]
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...it's okay. ["It's over" sounds a little too cruel at the moment.]
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That was... fast.
[ she sounds surprised, even though ezio promised them it would be. ]
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burying tiara
He begins digging close by, clearly focused on the task at hand.]
For all that was said of purpose, it seems unfair these two weren't given graves of their own...
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[ And Sara's joining him, rolling up her sleeves. ]
Seems only right they'd keep making it a longer list.
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...Thank you.
[The words don't feel right or fitting, but he has to say something to acknowledge her help.]
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... Armed with a mop, provided from who knows where (it was the Sheriff).
Someone's gotta clean the damned place. ]
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Ana is here both to bear witness and to offer condolences or help to those who need it. Now that the former is finished she only has one purpose in being here.]
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She can't stay here. They'll be burying the bodies, and her stomach churns enough knowing that Tiara's is her, even if she won't look at it. So Yuna turns to leave with misty eyes and shaky legs, and unless and until anyone stops her along the way, she's off to the hotel, checking the Hero Club's box along the way, and then, with a basket over her arm, to the homestead.
When she comes back to town, her basket's filled with flowers. She's used her hair ribbons to tie them into two separate bouquets. And of course, she's off to the graveyard.
Even like this, even after everything, Yuna Yuki is still herself: she'll stop for anyone coming to talk or looking curiously enough in her direction wherever she's going to or between.]
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[Tarvek wants to make amends...besides, someone like Yuna is bound to need someone to rely on at a tough moment like this one]
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Rather, he even smiles—but there's definitely no mirth in it. It's nothing like his usual smirk.]
... How disgusting.
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The gentleness of the execution, or our situation where this is going to happen every week?
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