Week 2 - after trial

[relieable]

[everyone is probably more than a little stunned over what has been going on. while it is true that the Sergeant told them all this would happen, it's different to have to witness it with one's own eyes. while Nine is led away, and the townspeople leave the court, it is up to the visitors to decide how to move forward. do they talk among themselves? do they reflect on the events that took place alone? one thing that is certain is that the Sergeant got his way this week. will he continue to force them to keep picking each other off in the weeks that come? only time will tell.

this isn't really an after party. it's too sad, but perhaps many people will take comfort in the fact that they are not alone. either mingle at the motel, or somewhere else in town, or even visit Nine in his cell. it's up to you as to how you will spend the rest of this afternoon]

Comments

[amburere]

What does strength have to do with it?

[linearcrash]

I'm not going to go after someone who's weak. [ Like the kids or anyone who looks like a leaf can knock them flat ]

[amburere]

[ Hmm. ]

And it was for your family?

[linearcrash]

Yeah, but they aren't just family. They are my team, yo. I'd do anything for them, just like they would for me.

[ It doesn't scratch just how much they mean or what they have gone through together, but it's the best way he can think to describe it. ]

[amburere]

[ Funnily enough, he gets that in some way. In a warped, twisted way, but he does understand. ]

Guess that's why you don't seem to care 'bout getting caught. [ A beat. ] And the whole being dead before thing.

[linearcrash]

Yeah. And it's not the first time being dead. Or the second really.

[ Its just the first time he's been without them. ]

[amburere]

[ .................... ]

Living once is enough.