(And so the longest epilogue ever to be posted and played continues) Immediately after the Sovionik Camp incident... --------------------- Blake had quietly slipped into the seat behind shiki, and for a while just sat there even if the kimono dressed girl deigned to turn around, her brow furrowed in thought. This was not an action of harmless consequence she was about to take. Shiki may have been human, but she was nonetheless like nothing Remnant had ever seen. Who knew what kind of ramifications those eyes could have on the world around them, both obvious and subtle. And yet... It wasn't like Blake had been talking out her ass in her last words back at the canteen before Shiki was carted off to be judged by the mythical shack of judgement. Yulla had made it clear that the traitors hadn't been acting of their own free will, and for Shiki to be chosen, with her eyes and mindset... it was an injustice. Injustice never sat well with the faunus. "So what are you planning on doing?" She finally asked, her face not losing its pensive but calm expression as she finally stopped staring a hole into the back of Shiki's head.