[ WEEK SIX – KILL LOG (RIN) ]

[sheriffexe]

[ It's late. Extremely late. Dead of the night type late and when Rin comes to, it will be on a pile of bones. At least, that's what they feel like considering how dark it is. The entire floor seems to crack and crumble with every slight press against it and and the air feels very, very still.

If Rin looks up, she will see a large hole in the ceiling, slight bits of light coming from very high up but not enough to illuminate the location but enough to show that this place, is pretty far underground.

After a moment, the Sheriff's head appears in the light and he seems to be holding a flashlight. ]

You ain't dead yet, right? Good. Sending someone down for ya in a bit. Don't make it a whole... thing, thanks. Be seein' you, partner.

[ Then he drops the flashlight down into the pit and there's when the rest of it is revealed. Smooth stone walls in a perfect circle, floor covered in human remains, and one very large pile of weapons, all crusted over in dried blood in one way or another. A lot don't even match the theme of the setting, showing modern day pistols and even a medieval flail.

For all those comments about fights to the death, it looks like this actually is one. ]

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[hydrokinetics]

[There's a tinge of relief and he bows his head.]

Thank you. For understanding, I mean. Even knowing what I know this isn't easy on any of us, but I know you'll at least be safer than if you stayed here. The only thing I ask is that you don't tell anyone it was me. There are people there...they don't need to know yet.

[He knows where to leave her note. He knows Rin will be good on her word, and he knows he will do what it takes to help her in the next life. However, he takes the knife and tilts his head.]

You sure? I know you saw today's execution. [That doesn't mean he's not already eyeing the spot she's indicated. It's easier to have a point to attack, at least.]

[glaring]

[ When he asks her not to tell anyone, she just nods. And now she's already backing up against a wall, so that she doesn't just slump over onto the floor in an ungainly position. ]

I'm sure.

[hydrokinetics]

[A nod. He respects that and he eyes her stomach again before gripping the weapon in hand.]

Safe travels, Rin. I'll leave your note to find. [In the lounge, he thinks. That might serve well. With that, he bows his head...and like before there's no hesitation as he lunges, driving the blade tip into her stomach. He cuts deep, opening a wound and pulling it out to allow her to bleed. He takes a step back and drops the knife behind him.]

And thank you for understanding. I won't let you down.

[glaring]

[ She doesn't answer him, because she's busy remembering again. She holds her arms over the wound almost like she's hugging someone, then slowly slides down the mine wall to slump on the floor in a sitting position.

As the blood rolls out, she can feel it again—the warm hug she'd given to Sakura, to someone who had deserved all of the love and kindness in the world but had been denied just that. Is it raining in the mine? Because there's a few small tears streaking down her face.

But more importantly, she's smiling. Even when blood drips out of her mouth and her eyes are looking at something far away, she's smiling like it's completely peaceful.

Rin Tohsaka is fuckin deda ]

[hydrokinetics]

[As a sign of respect, at least, he'll step forward as well and close her eyes. She's at ease here and she'll be on the train in no time.

He'll take her note and leave it somewhere. He'll continue on his mission as he always has. With that, he turns to leave the same way he came.

Rest in peace. Rin.]