END OF CHAPTER 3 ; EXECUTION

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The Story Continues... END OF CHAPTER 3 - WEEK 329 Narrators Remain ; It's execution day, naughty murder children. Breakfast is served in the dining hall, all the better to fortify you for what is to come. Wherever you might wander in the castle, you will find yourself drawn to the foyer when the clock strikes not twelve, but ten. In the distance, there is the sound of clanking armor. Yamatonokami Yasusada appears, flanked on either side by suits of armor, escorting him to his punishment. His expression is one that may be difficult for anyone who isn't a sword spirit to read, but he seems to have accepted his fate. A moment later, the Tiger appears on the foyer's staircase. Her hand trails down the banister as she sashays down it, and she takes her place at the head of the group, standing in front of what appears to be a wall. "Come along, darlings," she says. "The execution awaits." You blink, and then it's there — a door leading to the outside. The Tiger steps through it. You have no choice but to follow. Welcome to your third execution post! Please see here for the results of yesterday's voting. In addition, make sure you fill out your CR Chart for Chapter 3! If you have any questions, please ask on our Discord server or ping us on plurk. Please direct pings for the NPC to Danielle (Discord DMs preferred, then entrappings), as she will be taking point for today's NPC, and the moderator team will be on deck for all other questions. full navigation. locations taken (statuses) stories (profiles) info & faq wishing well private conversations

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[vigilantics]

[ lmao remember when i said she went a week without getting injured what's up

she does step forward out of her own will, mostly because she knows that tiger is probably going to force her to walk to her anyway. stephanie does her best not look at the remaining narrators and instead focuses it on the crafter. this is fine? everything is fine. this is fine!!!

at least, it is fine until she realizes about two seconds before it happens what's actually going to occur. there goes the leggy!! stephanie screams, loud, before falling over. bye guys. ]

[psychedelica]

-- Shit.

[ he knew damn well this wasn't going to be as nice and clean as Stephanie getting put in the stocks like Natsuo was, but that doesn't mean he wasn't hoping vaguely in the back of his heart. Hikage looks absolutely exhausted, but he's clinging to life for the time being - and he's about to "bleed out" if they don't do something about Stephanie. He runs up to catch her before she can hit the ground and get even more injured. ]

Someone--!!

[wagashis]

[neither of them looks good, do they. he'll let her partner take care of keeping her off the ground, but he's here in case it becomes too much. with hikage looking that exhausted, it wouldn't do if they just both fell over, here.]

-we'll do what we can.

[with-- whatever the fuck they have. he isn't a doctor? but he's also here if anything needs to be done.]

[londonstar]

[ waver's barely out of shock when he hears steph's scream in pain. hurriedly, he gets to where hikage, shirasu, and steph are, already taking his coat off. ]

I can heal. Just let me deal with her.

[psychedelica]

[ someone is holding a molten frying pan to his partner's leg stump right now and waver is only just now saying this?! Hikage's eyes flash (somewhat literally; his right eye looks like it's red??) and he snaps at him. ]

Then hurry it up!

[alchemenace]

[ why didn't anyone tell him this sooner but it's FINE HE'LL MOVE FOR WAVER he already. did the thing. oops. ]

[londonstar]

Don't order me around, asshole! Or I'll press the frying pan right to your damned face!

[ that said, waver does get right to healing. even if the wound is cauterized it doesn't mean that she's out of the woods yet. he'll begin healing, hands steady as he begins to heal steph's wound.

it's not anywhere near perfect, but the burn has probably been reduced to simply very ugly scarring. ]

There. That's all.

[wagashis]

This is hardly the time for that.

[if he has to separate them he will? lord.

but once waver's finished healing, he'll get a nod as shirasu exhales heavily.]

-thank you, though.

[he's been wondering if things like this would ever come out in public. the way things have been going, he figured it was a matter of time, really.]

[psychedelica]

Whatever!

[ JUST DO IT, he doesn't care what happens to this face. Fortunately, Waver does do it, and Hikage holds Stephanie tightly in case this method of healing is as painful as the last. He gets the feeling she's already passed out, though.

When Waver is done, he breathes out a sigh of relief. Or, perhaps, pure exhaustion. He hates all of this more than he can say. ]

... Is she going to make it?

[londonstar]

[ waver's expression looks solemn, but not so much for stephanie's condition but this whole scenario in general.

he nods. ]

She'll be fine. Give her some rest and, once she's up, fluids and food so that she can recover her energy. The scarring...I doubt it will go away. But Varian did a good job on cauterizing the wound. You should...thank him as well.

[ waver's not really going to wait for anything else, so he'll wordlessly walk away. c ya fuckers ]

[wagashis]

We'll keep that in mind.

[another nod as waver goes, and then shirasu turns his attention back to hikage, looking him over.]

Will you be able to carry her?

[psychedelica]

... Yeah. I've done it before.

[ because she's always getting into stupid trouble like this. Hikage heaves a sigh, then gingerly shifts his hands to her back and what's left of her knees so that he can pick Stephanie up properly. The exhaustion on his face is entirely mental, it seems. ]

I'll bring her back to our room.

[alchemenace]

[ okay so. so there is a lot to react to, here. his eyes are stuck on rapunzel's swinging body, mouth open, in disbelief. he's riveted on it, really. his hands shake as he stands there, useless.

and then there's stephanie's scream and he turns to look and-- okay, admittedly, his first reaction is to go deathly pale himself at the blood. but then he mouths the word "ink" to himself, because if he thinks it's ink, it's fine. it's psychological.

and obviously it's not ink. he knows it isn't. but he-- she'll die too. she'll die too. she... she can't die too. ]

Someone, someone-- go get alcohol and bandages, I've--

[ they have to stop the bleeding. first. (it's ink.) so all of a sudden he's bolting to Rapunzel's body as it hangs there and he grabs the frying pan he knows she's always carrying around. he was there when she first took it. she's famous for it back home.

(what is corona going to say if she doesn't come back? oh god.)

he's running back with it in his bandaged hand and taking out the fire striker at the same time as a scroll and let's all pretend it makes a fire for long enough that he can heat up the pan in an amount of time that doesn't let steph bleed out because it takes like. uh. a few minutes for a leg amputation. WE ALSO COULD'VE DONE A TOURNIQUET :) FUN FACT? IT'S TOO LATE NOW I'M COMMITTED ]

It's going to, I'm sorry it's going to hurt it's going to hurt a lot--

[ he's babbling, and he has to wipe at his face with his shoulder because he can't see clearly? oh he's crying. that's fine. anyway.

let's put that heated pan on her leg to close the wound! science died today. this is extremely painful. sorry steph.

I'M NOT EDITING THIS A SECOND TIME!! ]

[fonlines]

[ Ion is still faintly lightheaded, dizzy with all the phantom sensations of dying so many different deaths, and so isn't entirely aware of everything happening around him-

but when Varian's voice comes from the general direction of Stephanie, who he knows voted for herself, the haze clears slightly. Alcohol, bandages... again. Right. He stumbles toward the pair of them, unsteadily at first but gaining as he moves- ]

Here. [ he says, forcing himself to focus. ] For once-

[ He pulls back his sleeves, untying a pair of knots keeping the long, thin bandages wrapped around his arms from unraveling as he does, and allows them to slip free from his robes and into his hands. ]

For once someone else manages to fetch any disinfectant.