by XerxesLeFan » Sun Aug 18, 2019 3:26 am
Amadeus stands up from his chair, rushing up so quickly that it tips back and crashes to the ground behind him. He looks at the screen, which used to show Josephine as the self killer, and Seishin, still laying on the floor. His face flashes through too many emotions to be able to tell which ones were there.
No...no. What the fuck. What the fuck? This can't be happening.
You guys seriously voted for Seishin? He can't move his legs, much less stage an entire fucking crime scene! But Josephine.... What the hell?
He just looks angry, face scowling and eyebrows pinched. His fists clench and unclench rapidly, whilst shuffling in place. There isn't exactly many places to go in this Trial Room, anyway. The tension grows, nowhere to go and so much to focus on.
This is..... impossible. Why would she kill herself? To spite a bunch of students she's known for less than a week in an already rigged game? Nobody wins! Even she doesn't win! This is fucking bullshit!! It's unfair as hell!
Amadeus, in a fit of pure emotion, lashes out and punches the hard podium in front of him. But nothing happens to it, and all he does is ruin the knuckles on his hand. The fight gradually drains out of him, and he stares off towards Seishin's general direction.
All i've wanted to do is paint, here. This is so stupid. Instead of practicing my talent, and making the world nicer one paintbrush at a time, I'm here solving the murders of strangers turned friends turned strangers. What use is that, anymore? All I had time to do was ruin a table. Everything that has happened before this game, all my hard work, gone. This place has done something awful to all of us, really. And Dew and Kijah are here....but Seishin.... he doesn't deserve to die.
He shouldn't die just because everyone else had an airtight alibi. Just because some sick woman thought it would be fun to rig a killing game in nobody's favor. Just because we're stuck here for no good fucking reason at all.
Amadeus turns his head towards Hawk, staring straight at her. He takes a step forward in her direction, but nothing more than that.
You know how I feel, Hawk. You were there. I know you saw. Better than anyone else, you should get it. Please...Please. I can't let him die. It's so fucking stupid. I won't. Unlike Ten earlier with Melek, and every subsequent murder after, I fucking mean it.
He brings his hands in front of himself and clasps them together, eyes brimming with tears and knuckles bruised, more being gathered from his distraught expression than words could ever hope to convey.
What will it take? Daniel? Alfie? Me? I can't lose them now. I can't.