week four, sunday

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[A few hours after the execution, Bellamy finds a nice, secluded place for everyone to talk. He's not exactly sure how he should expect this to go, but he sticks close to Lucina, because he knows she's still not entirely comfortable with this plan. Still, Raven told him to find a better way. This is the only one he can think of. Once everyone is settled, he'll start off. It's not the usual rousing, motivational speech he's sometimes capable of. He's too exhausted.]

Thanks. I appreciate that you were all willing to do this.

[It's probably super dangerous, but they're down to the wire here, so what isn't?]

We've got four days to figure something out. I don't want to let anyone else die, and I don't think you do, either.

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[So, no good options, as usual. Lucina's face crumps, and Bellamy sets a hand on her shoulder, squeezing gently. He'll deal with the "I can't tell you" crap in a second.]

And what happens if only seven of us are left?

[Might as well lay it all on the table.]

[rightfully]

If only seven of us remain, then we will be trapped here permanently.

[ AND THAT WOULD SUCK

She looks a little grateful for the reassuring contact. ]

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[COOL GREAT so that blows.]