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."
And then, as indifferent as ever, he pops a piece of tobacco. |
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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]