Once all the infinites left the court of carnage, the gates swung closed behind them with a clatter. For most, this was the first time they had been inside the court of carnage. Not even an hour ago, everyone had just discovered Mondatta was dead. And shortly after, Lucas had been put to death for the crime. The feeling was almost surreal. Bliss pinched herself, hoping this was all going to be a dream. She was disappointed.

	Ice remained quiet. He wasn't looking at anyone or anything, just staring into space. The last time he got worked up, he passed out. Perhaps this meditative state was just to stop that from happening again.

	“I didn't see it.” Aleecia was holding the sides of her head. Due to her condition, she probably shouldn't have been on that roller coaster. At least the ride back wasn't as turbulent. “Calvin, what happened?” Calvin was already walking away from everyone though. Fast steps. He was walking towards the hospital. “Calvin?”

	“I know what could have prevented this.” Calvin didn't turn around. “I'm going to make sure this doesn't happen again.”  And that was all he said before disappearing inside the hospital wing. Such behavior was understandable. A small part of everyone wanted to be alone right now, and so they headed towards their rooms.

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	Upon entering the patients quarters, Bliss started to giggle nervously. “Is something funny, Bliss?” Aleecia's tone was a little annoyed. 

	“...Heh...” Bliss pressed her fingers together. “I just realized the carnage sisters were all named after conquerors.”

	“Really now?” Ice didn't sound amused.

	“Yea.” Bliss looked at her hands. “Alexandria is Alexander the great, Geina is Genghis Khan, Willow is William the Conqueror, and Nariko is Oda Nobunaga. Cool huh?” Bliss continued to laugh nervously. “Guess the mastermind really was infinite conquest after all.”

	All of the monitors came to life once again. This time however it wasn't Dr. Killgood on the screen, but Davis Gallo. At least it was his silhouette. There was a flickering light off screen that just barely lit up his face. He appeared to be sitting behind a desk, but not much else was visible.

	“While it's not required, I would like to apologize for my behavior thus far. Using such uncouth words and acting with such pride was just a ruse. For who would suspect 'Perfection' was capable of orchestrating this killing game? If I acted like the 'Neoslayer,' you'd have figured it out right away.” Davis's voice was surprisingly monotone. He almost sounded like a different person. “Now, onto other matters. Using the phone call to contact me would be very foolish, and I advise against doing so. I will simply hang up as soon as you get to me. There is no rule saying the person you call has to talk to you, and it's best you remember that. However, in the instance you want to call someone who is no longer alive or otherwise unable to answer a phone, you will be allowed to try someone else. Dr. Killgood will give you more specifics about the phone at a later time. And Mary... Oh Mary...” The silhouette shifted around, as if trying to look at Mary through the crowd. “You will find Mondatta's handbook in your room. You can enter his quarters with it. Being the nature of the murderer, you were unable to see his face. So the carnage sisters have set him up on his bed with his helmet removed. His body will be taken off the premises soon, so this is your last chance to see him. But in regards to your last comment about Mondata's sacrifice...” Davis growled. “I do not believe everything Mondatta did was useless. His death, as well as Shona's, both helped forward the scenario.  But are you really feeling sorry for them?” Davis folded his hands together. “I have yet to see someone shed tears for someone they weren't emotionally invested in. We all feel sad when we read about a disaster, but how many of us treat those losses as seriously as one of our pets dying? Or even the death of a neighbor's family member? How many of us even remember the disaster a week later? Some of us have even forgotten about it after turning the page.” Davis stood up from the table. His face was much better illuminated now. He looked tired and apathetic. “That's because the person we're really feeling sorry for is ourselves. We cry for OUR loss, we cry for OUR neighbor. Even with a tragedy as great as the end of the world, I only wept for my own friends and family. Of course I was able to sympathize with others, because we were feeling the same pain. Their loss reminded me of my loss. But neither of us was really crying for the other one. Perhaps I can illustrate this by showing you the actions of your own.” Davis slid his arms further apart, taking up more of the screen. “All of you doubted Krista would ever do anything to hurt you. You also look up to Cyrus as he is the only 'leader' you have left. Would you like to see the types of things they say when they are alone?” The screen blinked out and showed some security footage from a few days ago, when Krista and Cyrus first entered Aladdin’s palace. “They were comparing the scenario to that of the life of penguins, I believe.”

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[color=D1c2bf]“But all we have to do is be the surviving penguins, right?”[/color] He said, laughing a little at the ridiculousness of the statement, despite its truth.

[color=6c9b8f]“Yeah!”[/color] Krista cheered, agreeing with the ridiculously hopeful statement. [color=6c9b8f]“We should strive to be the penguins that survive the wave and go home to their young… or... er, family in some of our cases.”[/color] Krista then turned back around to walk normally beside Cyrus.  

Cyrus chuckled at the violinist. [color=D1c2bf]“indeed, we just have to survive.”[/color] He answered. [color=D1c2bf]“Whatever happens, we just simply have to. Options must present themselves eventually.”[/color]
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	The screen returned to just showing Davis. “This is a man who is slated to lead the people. This is a woman who you all thought was incapable of murderer. But if an option presents itself, they will take it. They just have to survive, after all. The lot of you are just 'penguins' to them. As long as they remain alive, who cares?” Neoslayer leaned in closer. “The race of man is selfish. None of you are above what Lucas did.” There was a pause before Davis stood upright again. “Should you survive long enough, we may again meet face to face. That is all.” Then the monitor blinked out. But as soon as it did, the elevators started moving again. That was when Dr. Killgood made an appearance on the monitors.

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	Monokuma giggled in delight. “I've seen a lot of hellos, and some really interesting farewells. You humans are REALLY good at saying goodbye, but I haven't been very impressed with your introductions. Let's just bypass all that angst by having a star, me, take care of all that for you!” The screen changed to an image of Shona's face.

	“Isaiah 'Ice-Ice-Baby' Matthews, but we call him 'Ice' for short. He's kind of a mix between the last two I introduced, only he actually has a worthwhile Infinite talent. He gives blood, and lots of it. Our generous hero can give and give and give! But you know that old proverb goes: One who give everything to others leaves nothing for himself.”

	“Krista Müller, the first girl on our lineup, is also the Infinite Violinist. Seriously, everything that defines a girl as a girl can be found in this woman, from her desire for companionship to her inability to operate a remote. Keep her in the house, Keep her in the kitchen, but do not let her drive the car any further than she has to.”

	“Next is Felix Garfield, who's name would have been a lot cooler if it was Yogi Berenstain. Not to be racist, but I'm really surprised the Infinite Free Runner isn't black. The irony goes a step further when a man who's name is composed of two cats enjoys playing with his two dogs.”

	“Aleecia Marvic, Infinite Dice Master. She knows how many fingers I'm holding up behind my back, because I don't have any fingers. What she doesn't know is how adorable I look on a TV screen. I think I'm going to give Aleeecia a cute little nickname. I'm going to call her Friendship: Because she's blind.”

	“Cyrus Brandon, also a contender for Bishi of the year, is the Infinite Politician. Basically he's really good at lying. His most famous lies include crowd pleasers like 'everything is going to be okay' and 'I'm interested in more than just your vote.' Unlike Mason Brady, I will need a cup of joe to sit through one of this guy's speeches.”
	
	[i]“Daimyon Londe, is not a blond, but he's an Infinite poet.

	Some would say, that when he'd play, you were sure to know it.

	His words are smooth, and tend to sooth, with every spoken letter.

	Of course I see, and say with glee, that I am surely better.” [/i]

	The monochromatic bear erupted into laughter.

	“Shaun Ellan is a web designer, I guess? I mean we don't have internet here, so I'm a little fuzzy on the details. I guess he's a spider? Expanding the web and eating all the bugs that fly into it?” The bear scratched it's head. “I'm sorry Shaun, I'm not very familiar with arachnids. Only insects like mosquitoes and humans.”

	“O'rly? Ya'rly! Ermaghered! Mary Hanson is the Infinite Streamer, and she's here. Me Gusta! Problem other girls? Are you worried someone will take an arrow to the knee and no longer pay attention to their overly attached girlfriend? I'll always be here for you bae.”

	“And now we have our terror of the cosmos, Caora Artzain! Don't let the Infinite Trap's appearance surprise you. I'm pretty sure this dude needs to take a peak down the ol' leg shoot just to remember what his bear essentials look like. Someone please keep him away from the woman's dressing room. It's not good for him.”


	“Calvin Ibbott is your Infinite Smith! I'm not going to make fun of little Ibbs because I respect people who make things with their own hands. little Ibbs, he takes his hammer...Hammer...” The bear shrugged. “Well, I guess he doesn't use his hands after all. Come to think about it, doesn't everyone come out of the womb knowing how to swing a hammer? I'm sorry little Ibbs, I guess I can make fun of you after all.”

	“Our blissfully ignorant Bliss Buckly is a patient woman. She can put up with screaming brats all day long. Definitely a commendable trait for someone to possess. But aren't all predators patient by nature?”

	“Noel Hawthorne, like Bliss, is a woman of dark obsessions. She's a reporter you see, constantly obsessed with observing those who are around her. She's like the greatest facebook blogger, in that she takes lots of pictures of her food, and constantly talks about people more interesting than she is.”

	“Marianne Roche may have a last name that sounds like an insect, but her real passion is flowers. Particularly the pistil and stamen. Well, especially the stamen.” 

	“Max Visser could easily become a contender for Bishi of the year, but he doesn’t wear glasses. He does eat donuts though, which just shows you that even an infinite level cop has desires they can’t resist.” 

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	“Mercy Evergreen, the infinite plague doctor. In name only. I don't think she got the memo that the last great plauge was like two or three-hundred years ago. The only plague that exists today is hope. Hey, do you think we could make her into a carnage sister?”

	Elevator 9 opened its doors.

	“Zachary Ackerson knows a thing or two about bows, and still manages the vapid life of an otaku. We're getting a lot of people in with primitive skills huh? Well, at least she's okay with a pistol.”

	Elevator 10 opened its doors.

	“Jezebel Volcov is 'so' a trickster. As an entertainer of children, I'm sure most of you will 'totally' warm up to her. Her intelligence and interests also level with that of a child, so it's a two way street. Isn't that cool?”

	Elevator 12 opened its doors.

	It would seem that already, fresh infinites had appeared to take the place of the ones that left.

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[sub][sub]Patients Left:[/sub][/sub]
[color=Magenta]Infinite?[/color]
[sub][sub]Death Count:[/sub][/sub]
[color=Magenta]3[/color]

What's in a name? ~ FIN

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