week 4

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[Just like the previous week the status quo is restored with frighteningly quick efficiency. PAL still makes the morning and night time announcements through the PIP on each Champion's arm, and still the Champion unitards are freshly laundered and re-hung each morning in their closets. Even the glass roses Choromatsu and Takumi broke after the trial in their fit of anger have been replaced with fresh ones. All signs that there was anything amiss this weekend are completely gone.

There's a new floor to explore, their "reward" for a job well done.]

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[ooc: Don't forget to to turn in your AC for week 3, submit your memory regains and put in your threads for the Benefactors!]

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[scourgingstars]

[He wanted answers. Desperately, he wanted to know what he was and how he'd ended up like that. He wanted to know what happened to his brother, why Ardyn had stolen his name and become some kind of complete monster. He wanted to know if Noctis really was the king of prophecy, if it had ever been Ardyn at all, what had become of Lucis, Insomnia, Eos--]

[And Church was right. Every single person in this building trusted him, possibly more than anyone. Even if he was accused, he'd be able to talk his way out of it. Ardyn wasn't stupid, and he'd be back in Lucis by this time tomorrow.]

[He took half a step towards Church, right hand half-raised like Ardyn was prepared to throttle him, then stopped.]

['What was worth selling out this entire room?']

[...A Lucis he would never have recognized. Answers, but possibly thousands of years in which to contemplate them. Clarith, Junpei, Yuuri, Rhys, everyone the memory named Ardyn had grown accustomed to seeing every single day--all of it gone in exchange.]

[Ardyn froze, staring at the black ring on his extended hand.]

[Was he really going to sell out the hollow ruler's Kingsglaive just to earn what they could fight for and claim instead?]