Heart Soldier Senshi

[idolpro]

You're in a room...? Probably. There are shadows around the edge of the room which make it hard to judge the size. There's nothing here, but you somehow know your decisions will be heard.

Glowing in the air in the worst color are two numbers: your total and the overall total. They both begin at zero.

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ROUND ONE: DISCUSS

[idolpro]

One among you will lose someone. Please feel free to discuss, but don't take too long.

[foolmetwice]

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[if white noise were an expression it'd be the one Mars is wearing right about now]

[inspiteful]

-- We have to win.

[foolmetwice]

I--

[his hands curl into fists at his sides, knuckles white]

[touche, gamerunner]

Yeah. We do.

[and he has never sounded so sure of that as he does now]

[inspiteful]

[ Surprise, the one thing that will get them motivated to play to win! ]

I...we should take turns.

[foolmetwice]

[threatening to kill them? threatening to maim them? ha ha! ha. . .]

[takes one look at Eclipse because part of him thinks he should argue and say no, let me do it every round but. . .]

[he can't. he can't. and he's too selfish to deny that fact]

I'll go first.

[he can, at least, do that much]

[inspiteful]

[ To be fair, Eclipse wasn't expecting Mars to do that sort of thing in the least. ]

...All right.

[foolmetwice]

[. . . lifts a hand to scrub at his face, more out of frustration than anything]

[but then he lowers it, drops his hand on Eclipse's shoulder, and squeezes tightly]

[inspiteful]

All there's left to do is to keep rolling.

[ He lets Mars squeeze his shoulder, though he isn't sure what he should do in response. ]

[foolmetwice]

[Mars doesn't expect anything in return, so it's fine!1]

We'll make it. Somehow.