02-28-2021, 03:47:52 AM
Kellensea has grabbed a handful of artificial sweetener packets and is slitting them open. Whether she's just wasting them or intending to eat them is unclear. What is clear is that she's not paying much attention to the trial right now. After getting through a handful of sweetener packets, she starts breaking stirring sticks between her fingers. Then, she moves on to folding napkins into floppy gliders, and tearing others into smaller and smaller squares. Then, she brushes the sweetener into a cup and starts piling up the debris in the middle of her region of the table, which is rapidly becoming a disaster zone of damage and chaos, with etched phrases in many languages, overheard fragments of spells, angular stick figure drawings, and other things contributing to the mess. She briefly looks up.
Votes still tied? Good. Well, we'll see. Anyway... tell me when the execution happens.
Then she gets back to creating an ever worse mess on her section of the table.
Votes still tied? Good. Well, we'll see. Anyway... tell me when the execution happens.
Then she gets back to creating an ever worse mess on her section of the table.
I am the They who says it!

