Take Responsibility.

[kingmakereffect]

And once the allotted time for investigating comes to a close, those elevator doors slide open at the end of the first-floor corridor, offering another of those fast, smooth rides down to that black void of a courtroom Twelve out of the original twenty-seven are dead; there are four less of you present for this trial than there were last week. That's incredibly obvious as soon as the doors slide open and the podium circle comes into view where it's encircling that dark pit in the center of the room; Norman, the King, Tarrlok, and Lynne have joined the deceased, photographs in greyscale watching the proceedings from their podiums draped in black. Of course and as always, the Kingmaker is watching too; he waits until everyone is settled at their podiums to begin speaking, though it's still impossible to tell exactly where his voice is coming from. "Assured and Perceiving have been taken from you. You guys are really getting excited, aren't you? Two people dead in one night... Whether the guilty party succeeds or not, though, is up to the rest of you." Fifteen Survivors remain. However many will be down by the end of the day is up to you.

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[penduli]

[ It's not like Black's ever had an easy time watching any execution, and Misa's is no exception—even if he doesn't turn away, staring at what Tarrlok's doing. It's... horrible, chilling, reminds him far too much of the things psychic powers can do if they're in the hands of the wrong person (has he ever done that?), and he flinches when Lynne unloads a bullet into her.

And again. And again. And again, again, again, until he needs to lean against his podium for support, shoulders tight. ...he hates executions and he hates watching them and he hates that Misa can't move or do anything, that she's being held like that.

He doesn't move until the pit goes dark, and at that moment? He's never picked up his own notebook and gone to the elevator quicker, holding it tight against his chest. ]