The town is quiet, eerily so. All animals, all chatter, all gusts of wind have come to a complete stop this morning. A tumbleweed passes by through the center of town and the rocking chair on the Sheriff's porch sways but remains silent. Everything is muted and as the door of the hotel opens, the only sensation that rings utterly true today is this:
One of your own is gone.
And now, as the rules state, it is your job to discover their fate.
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robowest2017-02-17 06:00 pm
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they're getting absolutely nowhere like this, and noctis has kind of had enough. he's been in this situation, where it was easier to lash out in mourning than deal with things the right way, where tensions have been high because the stakes are even higher. but it's not helping. not a single thing about this is helping.
barnham's trying to pull himself together, people are yelling and scared and angry and it's.
not.
helping.]
Would everyone just— [so this time, it's noct who raises his voice, almost uncharacteristically from what they've seen of him before.
but at the end of the day, he's still someone who knows in the grander scheme of things, he's supposed to be a leader. so right now? he's going to be the one to try and get this situation under control.]
Calm the hell down for a minute and start explaining what's going on!?
[but he draws in a breath to try and even himself out after that because this is just a huge mess and the wires are getting crossed everywhere.
there's definitely a muscled man on another world shedding a proud tear that his tough love has rubbed off on noct enough for something liked this.]
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Shinnosuke smiles wryly, before he turns on his heel. It's not his job to calm others down, and he doesn't have the energy for that to begin with. He'll leave it to them. At any rate... he can guess what happened here.
He doesn't feel anything. He doesn't feel anything. He doesn't feel anything.
(It should've been him in the stocks instead of Russell. He should've been there for Yuna. No—these are foolish thoughts, he knows.)]
I'm going to report to the others that Russell and Yuna are dead. Someone correct me if I'm wrong.
[And with that, he begins walking away. Bye, guys.]
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Let go of me!
[she yells, yanking on her arm as she tries to continue forward. but exhaustion is catching up to her now, and all at once her limbs give out from underneath her. she drops to her knees, sword clattering on the ground next to her, and hisses in pain]
[it's almost blinding. her eyes slip shut, and she balls the hand of her free arm into a fist, which she immediately brings down against the ground as hard as she can]
[she's okay. she's okay. Barnham's got her, her body has decided to rebel against her desires, and she's. . . okay. give her. a moment. or ten]
. . .
[when she next speaks, it's quiet, directed at Noctis specifically]
. . . I'm calm.
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It's a sign of how much this is wearing on all of them, isn't it? Still, it's not a bad reminder, and if that plus Milla's body giving out on her help slow her down, it's good enough for him.
Barnham crouches beside her, and offers her his arm to quietly help her up.
He doesn't have much to say right now, though, admittedly.]