Takshaka
[You enter a room made entirely of thick glass and patterned porcelain. Fluffy pillows and beanbags are scattered across the floor, providing plenty of comfortable places to sit, but they probably don't make up for what's on the ceiling (spears of jagged glass, steaming kettles of some boiling liquid), or the view through the floor (a long, long drop down into a pit, wherein weapons glint, sharp and business-ends pointed up towards you).
A round table stands in the middle of the room. Upon it stands six vases, each one the color of one team, and a scattering of gems in three different colors: obsidian, sapphire, and crystals.]
A round table stands in the middle of the room. Upon it stands six vases, each one the color of one team, and a scattering of gems in three different colors: obsidian, sapphire, and crystals.]

Re: Discussion
[hesitates]
We would all have to be willing to face the consequences of defiance.
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his knuckles are turning a lighter gray due to how tightly he's clenching his fists, and he's biting his lip hard enough to make it bleed a little as he... considers the consequences.]
I ... I don't want to get hurt, but, I don't want to hurt other people, either. Or contribute to what could happen.
Re: Discussion
[I don't want to live if it means hurting others, I don't, I won't, I can't]
. . . Sparrow's idea may work.
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I... I would be willing to try her idea.
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[DOESN'T . . . look particularly happy about it.]
[actually she looks downright furious, and her nails are digging so hard into her palms that she's bleeding, just a little.]
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... But, if we really had to, I—could do the other idea, too.
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No, I doubt it, too.
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