Final Trial

[cartesio]

Final Trial

It takes a few minutes after everyone talks with the generic mannequin. The easygoing conversation, the bragging from Gant, Keith's exasperation, it all stops when a very heavy and ominous presence fills the room.

"I think it's about time this circus stopped"

It's the Sergeant. He's standing on the doorway, arms crossed. The shadows on his face wriggle, he seems to be rather furious, but is restraining himself from lashing out

"I should have guessed you bunch would take advantage of all that noise and ruckus to sneak in here. I was careless, I admit. 'Oh, this is over in like four hours, it will be okay if I step away to deal with that'. Careless."

Slowly the Sergeant enters the workshop. Behind him, the door slowly disappears, fading away, until where the door was now there's only a smooth wall. The Sergeant raises an arm, the entire room shakes.

All the mannequins fly up to the ceiling, the one that was now Damon Gant turned back into the empty husk the mannequin was before. The one with a t-pose has the same fate. Once all the mannequins are up on the ceiling, the operation tables are uprooted, bolts and screws flying around. The tables are twisted in the air, formed into knots, disassembled and assembled all over again, until several rustic podiums are formed and deposited on the ground.

Seven podiums, with him at the center. The Sergeant crosses his arms and speaks:

"Get on those spots. Tell me... ...how much do you know?"

Is it a rhetorical question? Who knows. You still have to answer, though

Comments

[marmoron]

[....what in blazes. Okay, but now he's curious so he's just gonna go stand by her podium and peer at the PDA too.]

... Let me see that.

[pecker]

Um, sure. [Keith was in a war too, so she figures he can understand where she's coming from here... but yep, here's All Of The Powers.]

[marmoron]

[....Well then. SARGE WHY DID YOU MAKE THIS THING. WHY DID YOU THINK ANYONE WOULD BE HANDLING THIS RESPONSIBLY.

But after a pause.]

Give me Katsuki and Dabi's powers.

[This PDA has been a complete and utter mistake.]

[sergeiant]

[Hey, if it makes it easier to destroy everything later he sure won't get in the way]

[pecker]

Going on a rampage, are you?

[Katsuki's powers... she still remembers what they did to the church.

But she'll do it.]

[marmoron]

I wouldn't say that. You just never know what might come in handy one day.

[pecker]

Yes, that's true. That's why I'm giving myself so many too. There are other killing games out there after all, ones that are just as hard to escape.

[She just says this totally casually. At this point, when it's all over and she's just a copy anyway, Niwa doesn't give a damn.]

[marmoron]

No shortage of assholes in the world who don't know to leave things be, that's for sure....

[He's pondering this for a moment. Maybe he'll add fire and earthbending as well. Why the hell not. He has no idea what clone life is going to hold for him and... yeah. Fuck restraint. Except maybe a little restraint b/c Natalie just told him not to go with Dabi's powers to.... He'll reach over, unselect and just copy over Mako's and Bolin's powers. Woops this console sure was a terrible idea, once again with feeling.]

What killing game were you in before?

[pecker]

Juuni Taisen, the Zodiac War. It's a tradition between twelve families, a battle royale to the death. I was planning to go back and win it... but it has to be over now.

[She considers this for a moment.]

It might be pretty easy for me to go back and take my original self's place, at least!

[robitussin]

...Careful with Dabi's. They gave him all that scarring, I think.

[marmoron]

Don't plan on roasting myself, but... understood. I can change it to something different.

[robitussin]

[She nods, relieved.]

Thank you.