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~Trial of the Gods~
As much as Arya wished to abstain from this senseless arguing and bickering, the last vote came knocked the child back into her senses. The red words were clear in her mind, and as she arose, the princess did not falter in returning back to the group. With a look of ambition and determination, the Stark stopped dead in her tracks, with no crown on her head and no kingly wolf-pelt cloak fluttering behind her. No, she was reborn once again, like that a phoenix, wearing her armor not as a noblewoman but as a knight with no vows.
"Spare," Arya blankly spoke, pausing briefly to add onto her statement, "I will like to ask, however, that if she is to be executed...it shall be by my hands. A Northerner tradition." Arya openly questioned to Monokuma, bowing before everyone as a sign of respect. "I do not want her death to be painful...mine was far worse, and I do not want to see misery like that once again." the little princess trembled, imagery of Winterfell burning and her family's necks being slit still haunting her.
As much as Arya wished to abstain from this senseless arguing and bickering, the last vote came knocked the child back into her senses. The red words were clear in her mind, and as she arose, the princess did not falter in returning back to the group. With a look of ambition and determination, the Stark stopped dead in her tracks, with no crown on her head and no kingly wolf-pelt cloak fluttering behind her. No, she was reborn once again, like that a phoenix, wearing her armor not as a noblewoman but as a knight with no vows.
"Spare," Arya blankly spoke, pausing briefly to add onto her statement, "I will like to ask, however, that if she is to be executed...it shall be by my hands. A Northerner tradition." Arya openly questioned to Monokuma, bowing before everyone as a sign of respect. "I do not want her death to be painful...mine was far worse, and I do not want to see misery like that once again." the little princess trembled, imagery of Winterfell burning and her family's necks being slit still haunting her.
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@york
@The Pimp Tactician
@Gummi Bunnies
@BarrenThin
@Mari
@Everybody else why the hell do I still bother.