WEEK 6 - E̛x̛e̵c̴̷̀u̴͢t҉io͜n̶͞

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s̛̕͜u̷n̴̕d͡ay͞ ͜͠͠EX͞È̢C̶̕U͏͜T̕Ì̡O͜͞N̡ (29̨)͘ ͏̶s̸u̴rv̀i͏v̶͝o̧͘ŕ͏s͟ As͡͝ ̕͞v̢̛o̵̢t̀́íņ̀g͡͞ ̵̨́co̸m̧e̶s͟ t͜o̢̢ ͝a҉n̵̵̵ ̀͢e̸n̨d́҉, ͏̡a̕͏ s̢͞o̕͢n̶҉̸g͏̴ f͢͠i͠ļ͟͡t͏̡e͠r͝͝ś҉͟ ͞į҉n͏̸͡ ͡͏p̸l̶̨͝a͜y͡҉e̷d̵ ̧̕s͘o͝ ̡l͝o̸͡͠u͘҉d ͘t̴ha҉̵͘t͏̢͞ ͡i͟͝t̸̀͠ ͟b̀e̕c̷͘͘o̢͏m̢e͟͝s ̀̕͢d͟ist̡͢o̕͡r̷̨ęḑ̶͡ ̧҉an͜d̢҉͜ ̴̷̢f͢͡͝r͟a͝g̸ḿeņ̢̛t̷́ed̡͡.̢͟ ̛̛ ̢̀͞I̷f̴͝ ̵҉a̷ ͢ṕ̴̀ar̛t̶i̧͢c̨̡͞į͢͟p̛̛͠á̕n͘͟t͟͝ ch͏ec̀ks̀͢͝ t̨̕͞h̴͞e͟͡i̕r ͘͘d̵a͘tá̛p͟͝a̶͘d͡,̡͡ ͡th̸̕͟ęy͢ ҉w͡i͏l̀͡ļ̀ ̵ş̸́e̷e̕͘͏ ́t͠h̵͝ȩ̸ ҉̵t̵̵͟h͜ę̶ ̡̛v̵ic͞t͘͜͡į̸m̀ ͢͡à̵͟n̡̛d̵́ ̴̷s͘͢ų͠sp͞͞e҉̸͢c̸̶̛t c̕h͟os̛en͟ ̶̴b̸̨̛y̧ ̴m̀a͞j̵o͢͞r̨̀͏i̵̶̛t̴̀͜y͏'̛͡s̵̸ p̛i̛͜c̛tu͠ŕ͠e̶̕s ̵d͠iş̨p͘͝l̛͏ay҉̷e͠d.̸̛͜ ҉Í̶̸f̸̢̕ ̵͏t͏h̀͟ę͝y͞ ̴͜͟a͠t͏͜t̨̛em̨̛ṕ͟t ͜͝tǫ ̧͞s̷c̴̛r̢͘ơ̧l̶͜͝ļ͠,̷ t́͜h́͘e̛y̶ ͡w̨͜i̢l̢l̸͢ ̢se̶̢͞e͝͝ ͏a ̷l̢i͝҉s̶̀͜t of̛͞ ̕ch̕ar̢a͘͡c̢t͝er̷ś ̴a̕n͠͏d̴ t͟h́ę̧ir̴͝ ̵͘v̛o͘͡t́͏ę̷s ̵́i̴̡n̸̸͝ a̷͘l̴̴p̡̀͞h̸̷̕a͟b̶̀͠ę͟ţ̵̛i͏͘c͟al̨̡ ͞ór̶͠d͢͡e͞r̵͟. ͘͝

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cul͟?͞͞͏?p͡r͘͢it̡͘?̨͘?



scapegoat



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[monsieurchatastrophe]

Don't-- we can. We can still stop this, we have to--

[DAD NO??? YOU ARE THE ONLY DAD I LIKE???

WHY IS HE A FURRY I HAVE NO ICONS]

[unasking]

[ALAS POOR ZIA

Regardless he's going to pin Adrien with a look.]

If you dare get involved and try to stop this, I will never forgive you.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[he flinches and steps back first, but then frowns]

I don't care if you forgive me-- if there's any chance you live because of it it's worth it.

[unasking]

And if there's any chance that you're injured, then it's not.

What do you hope to accomplish? Are you telling me that you'll be quick to throw your life away on this chance?

[He shakes his head.]

I'm expecting you to watch over Clover and Marinette - you are forbidden to die here now.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[that reminder does sting-- that he has to protect Clover and Marinette. It doesn't make him want to do it less, and part of him even wants to say he's thrown his life away for less, and that that's what it means to be a hero... he wants to say so many things... but he also knows deep down there is no stopping the execution. This is his last chance to talk to Frankenstein.

Just that single thought-- he's already exhausted and drained, and he reacts by instinct. He bolts straight into Frankenstein, hugging him with all his might. He doesn't do that-- Adrien craves physical contact, he's a physical person, but outside of his mother no one ever really touched him. He's not sure if he's allowed, but he doesn't care. He's crying, though he's doing his best to at least keep the tears in even as his voice breaks, muffled into Frankenstein's shirt:]

I don't want you to die.

[it's just a childish plea, and he'll hate himself for it later]

[unasking]

[Frankenstein has gone so very, very, very many years without being hugged. Physical contact is used sparingly for him, often in the most barest of ways, and yet when Adrien hugs him, his arms move automatically to return it. The action surprises him when he realizes, as if he'd forgotten that this was a part of humanity that he's capable of.

Yet he just allows his expression to soften when Adrien's voice breaks and he will bend down to give him a proper hug rather than just letting Adrien cling to him. If he could, he would protect this child from having to be present when he knows that he'll have to meet his end.]

That is enough for me.

[A lifetime of hearing the exact opposite - Kill the monster! and Frankenstein must die! - seems both so far away and yet so close as he knows that he will have to say goodbye.]

Your strength is needed by others, Adrien. I can't accept it.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[He's not letting go yet, just relishing in the hug while he can. He does stop his face to chest mashing, looking up at Frankenstein. He's never gotten to say goodbye to anyone, and faced with an impending one, he doesn't know what to say, or even how to say it. This didn't have to happen. This shouldn't have to happen.]

I'm sorry. I should've-- I could've-- [helped? he can't help anyone. he hasn't yet. what kind of superhero is he, anyway, if he can't even stop this?] You don't deserve this. I... you have to know that.

[unasking]

[It's automatic - he reaches into his pocket to procure a handkerchief and immediately sets about wiping Adrien's tears with it. Frankenstein might not consider himself meant to parent - he probably really isn't qualified - however there are certainly moments where he can almost be doting.

Or is it because these are his last moments?

His expression grows rueful at that, fondly exasperated.

He won't regale Adrien with his past now, with why in a way, he most certainly deserves this. It may in fact very longer overdue.]

And you have to know that this isn't your fault. None of this is your fault.

You did everything you could for me. I know that. I'm grateful.

[monsieurchatastrophe]

[just like Frankenstein, Adrien won't argue with that assessment, though the look on his face gives him away. What has he done to help him in any way? Even now, the man is about to die and he's comforting Adrien. The thought alone nearly gets him to step away, but his hold just loosens a bit. He doesn't want to let go.]

I'll stop this. [it's said with a desperate edge to it, but he doesn't mean the execution] This-- project, this game, I swear I'll put a stop to it. I'll do everything I can.