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Of course, this was a trap. Of fucking course. And not the pleasant Caora type of trap either. Krista's hands pressed itself against her mouth to muffle any embarrassing squeals - though it seemed that Mary had the embarrassing reaction covered. She squeezed closer to the infinite, eyeing Narika with suspicion.

Krista chewed her lips. Mondatta offered himself as the sacrifice, but that wasn't right. They were all supposed to get out [i]together[/i], damn it! Davis voted for himself, and it looked like Mary had voted as well. Krista didn't listen to Cyrus - she couldn't. Her thoughts were too loud, Cyrus was just background noise to her as she tried to figure out what to do.

Krista wanted to go home, to hug her brother and forget about the awful predicament she and her fellow infinities have been forced into. She looked at her handbook before back at Calvin. If she voted for herself, what were the chances of her becoming the sacrifice? Krista looked at Mondatta, admiring him for his courage before choosing her own name and voting.

[color=6c9b8f]"I'm sorry, Mondatta, I... I cannot vote for you and leave here without a guilty conscience."[/color] She admitted, looking away from the admirable man-robot-monk hybrid in shame.[/indent][/indent]