theairlock | seventh trial

[You get a little time after your investigation is over, but not too long. PAL gets bored easily and doesn't like to be kept waiting, after all.

When everyone has gathered at the elevators with their evidence, the one going down turns on automatically. It...it looks like you're taking a leap of faith into an elevator shaft, not gonna lie. But the first person to step in finds that it's a carefully-balanced anti-gravity field made to just shoot you down and deposit you gently at the end of a long hallway. Like a walk-through aquarium, the walls and ceiling are all made of thick glass, giving you an even better view of the stars outside.

You're led to a wide-open area, empty except for a circle of podiums in its center. Heart and Noctis have joined the ranks of their grey-faced photo friends. The walls here are equally transparent, and they seem to have lines of large hatches going along them, as if this is where one might park one's small short-journey craft when getting ready to go on vacation to a galaxy far far away. Shame you don't know anything about those.

You already know what you're here to do. You'd best be getting along with it.]

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[...Oh dear that bruising...]

Dad? Did something happen to you?

Ah, I suppose there was no avoiding that forever. Church and I... got into a tiff, last week. It is also the cause of the damage on his face.

...A tiff.

[Raises an eyebrow and looks at Church.]

A tiff where things got physical. Boys will be stupid boys taking out their frustrations on each other to feel better.

We worked it out.

Sir Church...

It's fine! We blew off some steam.

If you say so.

...

[She points her fingers at her eyes, then at Church.]

That's my Dad, Church.

I am...extremely aware of that.

Just making sure you know.

I assure you, it is handled. Being in a place like this is stressful on all of us.

...and I gave as good as I got.

But...

[But it's not fucking okay if he hurt you...!]

It's fine. Please, do not think ill of Church.

[ :T ]

Y-you idiots.

....I should hope so.

[Wouldn't want anything stupid happening.]

Man, I thought for men your sizes there'd be more damage if you fought...

It was a very short fight. And have you seen his muscles? That was a lot of force to my face.

Yeah, but fuck, that man is built like Thor, how did you not wind up with a shattered jaw?

Fucking miracles, man.

Clearly. Or your body was made to be resilient as fuck.

Who knows, with the magic of 3D printing. Like I'm pretty sure something in my face broke after that, but I dooon't exactly know any face surgeons to go poking at my poor cheek, so.

You know you could come to me. I'm not a facial reconstruction surgeon, but I could always have checked and set bones again.

Nah, I wasn't gonna...bother anyone about it. I don't look disfigured or anything, and if I was gonna be permanently disfigured for life, meh, kinda woulda deserved it for Fight Club-ing someone like Xanax.

Next time, come to me. Bone chips from breaks can be deadly.

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