week 2

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Week 2

[It's been about a week since the Champions woke up in their new consumerist hellscape of a temporary home and, despite a few odd goings on and the bomb incident with Church and Nari, things haven't been as bad as they could be. No one is even dead yet! But let's see how long that lasts.

Enjoy your week, Champions.]

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[desperateprayer]

[ She thought that no motive could get to her. But when those words spill out, when she hears them and they register, what little color there is to Clarith's face drains. Riliane. Her deepest and most feared secret is Riliane. Telling the world... Telling anyone besides Germaine and Yukina she's alive. The poor girl would be dragged from the monastery. She'd be murdered in a public display, just when she's gotten her life sorted and back together.

...She's going to sit down and try to breathe through the oncoming panic attack. ]

[induality]

[Fukawa finds Clarith first and sits with her, wrapping a shaking arm around her.]

[desperateprayer]

[ Thank you, Fukawa, she needs it. She'll just. Hand over the paper to show it. It's shaky.

Clarith is harboring and protecting the Daughter of Evil, Riliane Lucifen d'Autriche, who is responsible for the suffering of the Lucifenian people and the attempted genocide of Elphe women across Elphegort. ]

[induality]

[Fukawa reads the letter over and makes an unpleasant hissing noise before she tears the thing up.]

S-so what? What do they know? It's... it's your life. If you want to protect her th-then protect her.

[desperateprayer]

...If it gets out, Fukawa... They'll kill her. She... She just got her life together. She only just had her nineteenth year...!

[ ...She won't even be there to protect her. What would Germaine do, she was frosty. Yukina might sympathize but she's just one girl. Kyle would feel guilt but he wouldn't be able to do anything. ]

[induality]

D-don't assume the worst yet. People... in their most difficult times... they find ways to survive. Right now you have to worry about yourself. You... you need to survive s-so you can go help her, right?

[a10tionplz]

[Well that's not good.]

Clarith? Try to breath. Whatever it said, forget the letter, just focus on here and now, anything else, and breath.

[desperateprayer]

[ I mean. She absolutely has reason to panic. It's a pretty big secret, which, if the Doctor takes the paper because she might accidentally rip it from how much she's shaking, he might see!

Clarith is harboring and protecting the Daughter of Evil, Riliane Lucifen d'Autriche, who is responsible for the suffering of the Lucifenian people and the attempted genocide of Elphe women across Elphegort. ]

[a10tionplz]

[That sounds pretty heavy. He wasn't exactly trying to spy here, but it was just open enough-]

[He folds it carefully closed, pressing it tight in his hand for a moment, running through some things in his head. Bad as this sounds, it also sounds like Clarith isn't the one who stands to lose the most from this getting out.]

Clarith? Look at me. Look at me, and breath. Whatever happens or doesn't happen because of this, I promise it is not your fault. I'm not going to ask for details, and you don't have to give them. But I choose to believe you've done something very good with your life, and that is so brave and so beautiful. You are not the one at fault here. Whatever these people choose to do, whoever they try to hurt, that is their choice and their fault, understand? They're going to try to make you believe you're responsible for their actions, but you're not.

[He speaks softly but firmly, squatting beside her.]

And it's going to be okay, I promise. Because I'm going to stop them.

[desperateprayer]

[ She's practically in tears. Because she can see where this is going. Back home. If it gets out... If it gets out... ]

...She'll be executed. And I... I won't even be there. It won't matter. Everything she's done won't matter now. She's... She's going to die and I won't be able to do anything again.

[ ...Yeah she's... Breaking down. ]

[a10tionplz]

I'm sorry. I am so sorry.

[Awk. Ward. Hug? She seems flinchy, so he'll back off if it looks likely to make things worse, but awkward attempted hug is a go.]

[kingshaming]

[Xander has a viable reaction to that, starting to move like he was going to approach, but stopping himself. His hands clench and uncle's over and over, teeth grit]

[burninglight]

[add that to the list of things ardyn noticed while watching Xander like a hawk]

[a really angry hawk]

[desperateprayer]

[ Hope that guilt eats you fucking alive, Xander, the nun is breaking down. ]