Just like last week, the pile of votes appear in front of the Sergeant, who counts them with practiced ease. He stands up as soon as he's done, pausing for only a moment, before making his announcement.
[Seeing Clarisse like this is shocking at least and uncomfortable at most, like a switch has been flipped in her. He didn't like her at all, but this feels incredibly messed up to be witness to.
There are questions, but he's got nothing to say right now, and just looks away. He's done here.]
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There are questions, but he's got nothing to say right now, and just looks away. He's done here.]