[As they always have, the votes come in: each and every one for Loki of Asgard. The inevitability of a self-fulfilling prophecy at its finest.
The ripple the apprentices have come to know more and more with every trial tears through the courtroom, a feeling of ice cold dread cutting through each and every one of them. It feels different this time, palpable enough that every single one of them feels it cut them to the bone. As if it's growing stronger. The stone tower quakes underfoot, dust rising as the pit opens up and the impenetrable wards appear overtop.
Heisenberg is once again quiet this time around, only leaning back in his chair and pulling down the brim of his hat.]
Let’s make this quick. Shame your illusions can't hide you from this one.
[A streak of black lightning shoots from Loki’s podium crystal and he vanishes just like all the rest.
In the pit, Loki lands hard on his hands and knees. It takes him a moment but he jumps up from where he’d fallen, getting into a low, defensive crouch. On the wall a hidden door slides open and a hulking metal endoskeleton lumbers out, on it’s left hand a more rudimentary version of the golden gauntlet that sits on Loki’s bedside table. Loki tilts his head in an almost curious look. A shimmer of purple-ish magic passes over the endoskeleton, giving it fitting form to Loki himself. The god swallows and, briefly, he looks up at the faces of his fellow apprentices watching from above.
When he doesn’t see Mei a small smile plays across his lips. He will not be the entertainment for whoever this Patron is, not anymore. With a flick of his wrist a dagger appears in his hand and it seems he’s about to plunge it into his own heart, but before he can the hulking purple beast surges forward with surprising speed. It uses Loki’s moment of shock to knock the dagger away and grab him by the throat with its gold gauntleted hand. Loki’s eyes go wide, his hands clawing at the metal, trying to find purchase to loosen the grip. His legs kick frantically as he is hoisted in the air as his eyes go bloodshot and his face begins to turn blue.
The monstrosity squeezes tighter, until a sickening snap reverberates through the courtroom, cutting off the strained gurgling noises that Loki is making. Loki goes limp, his body falling to the floor as the executioner loosens its grip.
Heisenberg flicks his wrist and opens up the teleportation portal for the apprentices to leave, without another word.]
EXECUTION: Tell Me How I'm Supposed to Breathe with No Air [cw: attempted suicide + suffocation]]
The ripple the apprentices have come to know more and more with every trial tears through the courtroom, a feeling of ice cold dread cutting through each and every one of them. It feels different this time, palpable enough that every single one of them feels it cut them to the bone. As if it's growing stronger. The stone tower quakes underfoot, dust rising as the pit opens up and the impenetrable wards appear overtop.
Heisenberg is once again quiet this time around, only leaning back in his chair and pulling down the brim of his hat.]
Let’s make this quick. Shame your illusions can't hide you from this one.
[A streak of black lightning shoots from Loki’s podium crystal and he vanishes just like all the rest.
In the pit, Loki lands hard on his hands and knees. It takes him a moment but he jumps up from where he’d fallen, getting into a low, defensive crouch. On the wall a hidden door slides open and a hulking metal endoskeleton lumbers out, on it’s left hand a more rudimentary version of the golden gauntlet that sits on Loki’s bedside table. Loki tilts his head in an almost curious look. A shimmer of purple-ish magic passes over the endoskeleton, giving it fitting form to Loki himself. The god swallows and, briefly, he looks up at the faces of his fellow apprentices watching from above.
When he doesn’t see Mei a small smile plays across his lips. He will not be the entertainment for whoever this Patron is, not anymore. With a flick of his wrist a dagger appears in his hand and it seems he’s about to plunge it into his own heart, but before he can the hulking purple beast surges forward with surprising speed. It uses Loki’s moment of shock to knock the dagger away and grab him by the throat with its gold gauntleted hand. Loki’s eyes go wide, his hands clawing at the metal, trying to find purchase to loosen the grip. His legs kick frantically as he is hoisted in the air as his eyes go bloodshot and his face begins to turn blue.
The monstrosity squeezes tighter, until a sickening snap reverberates through the courtroom, cutting off the strained gurgling noises that Loki is making. Loki goes limp, his body falling to the floor as the executioner loosens its grip.
Heisenberg flicks his wrist and opens up the teleportation portal for the apprentices to leave, without another word.]