Week 2, Saturday Post-Trial - Stephanie

[fragileprophet]

[So, Ion's just hanging out in his empty dorm room. He doesn't necessarily feel like talking after what happened today, but...still, anytime anyone approaches his door (he kept it open, expecting the company) he turns toward it with a smile. As miserable as he feels, he can't be disappointed to see any of his friends.]

Hello.

[Ah, he wonders if he's about to hear some kind of lecture. He knows he really worried people today.]

I'm sorry about today.

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[fragileprophet]

It...it isn't fair.

[His voice is small, the observation of a child, not the Fon Master. He knows, has always known, that life isn't fair. It isn't fair, but he wants it anyway. Even if things are cruel, he wants it. But why...why something like this? Something so absolutely final?]

[vigilantics]

It's not.

[ there's really nothing else to say about that. none of them chose to be here, but here they are. even the murderers (so far) haven't been given much choice here. it's difficult to hate them after they give their reasoning in the end. ]

You're going to live, Ion.