the end

[productions]

murder manor end



servants' wing

20 players alive.

[The walls of the servants' wing shudder and groan, but do not give out. Inside, the servants' wing is pitch dark, lit only by the glow of Kanaya's skin. Very slowly, the energy field flickers and vanishes, the great machine stops humming, the keypad goes dark, until it is simply a cold piece of metal.

It's difficult to tell what is going on; outside, it sounds as though a powerful storm is raging. The sound of heavy winds and crashes that could be thunder can be heard, and sometimes the walls themselves tremble as though in danger of giving out. Occasionally, bright flashes of light seem to light up the building for a moment, seeping in between cracks in the wall. It certainly sounds like a storm powerful enough to destroy the shack everyone is huddled in, but the building remains standing.

Inside, it is incredibly crowded. Twenty people, two dogs, a horse, and a dove are all sharing the space, not to mention the rodents, miniature panda, and Rin's lifeless body, and the space is only one room half taken up by a large machine. It is also gradually growing bitterly cold.

Gradually, the lost abilities and memories (including reunion memories) will return to everyone inside. The storm continues on for about a day; you'll have to wait it out.]

Comments

[speakveryclearly]

[Okay, Kanaya may be one of the most aesthetically inclined trolls of all time, but even she has her limits, and musical appreciation is right now one of them. She gives Kaoru this Look, like, if she had the vocabulary for it, There Is Only So Eighties I Will Suffer My Wedding To Be.] I don't think that's necessary.

[Looks back down at Annie, and her breath is taken away by how beautifully everything fits together.] You look perfect.

[Then Kanaya gives her a kiss. Not borderline involuntary (she doesn't know what she would have done to Minatsuki were she still breathing and covered in blood) or covertly passionate (in a room this much smaller than the theater, the mood is officially dampened enough to effectively not exist). She can be happy touching their lips together softly for even a few seconds, because the point is that they're joined, symbolically.]

[hollowheart]

[From Annie's meager experience with witnessing weddings, they should be more enthusiastic, but it's hard to do so in the presence of eighteen other people and various assorted animals. She rises on tiptoes to lean into the kiss momentarily, hands on Kanaya's shoulders.

The pain is already fading from her ears--a mere pinprick on the general level of discomfort. There are no flowers in her hair for Annie to comprehend the compliment, but she accepts all the same.]

This is it, then. [and there's no otherwise commentary to protest. Should they have expecting anyone to protest?] It's done.

[souredsweet]

[he would have shut down anyone who tried to protest okay. there's some sort of brightness in his expression now, since he's never witnessed something like this before and he is pretty sure he won't have the chance to ever again. it's nice, in a way - in something beyond just two people having a slapdash wedding. it's a sign that even dire situations like this can still have some good in them, and for all the teasing he had done earlier in regard to the manor couples, it's heartening to see some truth in the whole happiness in odd places thing.

feeling like now is as good a time as any to leave them both alone, he finally turns to mosey off to another corner of the crowded shed. an illusion of privacy is better than nothing right...]

Congratulations again, both of you.