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week three - thursday night - hector - death log
[Newt's had a busy night. It's taken a fair amount of time to set the stage—ransacking the lab, dismantling the generator, rigging up the trap in the fun house... But it's finally time to go find Hector. This is the nervewracking part of it all. Once the plan is underway, Newt will feel better, but for now, he's jittery. It's annoying. Maybe if he'd had more time to plan...
Whatever. It doesn't matter now. He heads for the school to begin the search, but he stops short when he spots something moving on the football field. Uh oh. Another murder? This could give him a leg up at the trial if he manages to stay unseen.
He ducks behind the bleachers to watch, but it doesn't take him long to realize what he's seeing: It's Hector, and he's... Digging? And that sure is a body next to him. Huh.
Newt should just lay low until Hector's done with whatever he's doing. Hide, get the jump on him as he's leaving, and kite him into the trap as planned. But, dammit, he can't fight the curiosity. If nothing else, confronting the guy will just speed things along. They don't have all fucking night.]
I gotta say, I'm impressed. Didn't think you had it in you.
[Newt approaches with his hands in his jacket pockets, fingers gripping the mirror shard just in case.]
Then again, you are one of Ruin's, so I can't be too surprised.
Whatever. It doesn't matter now. He heads for the school to begin the search, but he stops short when he spots something moving on the football field. Uh oh. Another murder? This could give him a leg up at the trial if he manages to stay unseen.
He ducks behind the bleachers to watch, but it doesn't take him long to realize what he's seeing: It's Hector, and he's... Digging? And that sure is a body next to him. Huh.
Newt should just lay low until Hector's done with whatever he's doing. Hide, get the jump on him as he's leaving, and kite him into the trap as planned. But, dammit, he can't fight the curiosity. If nothing else, confronting the guy will just speed things along. They don't have all fucking night.]
I gotta say, I'm impressed. Didn't think you had it in you.
[Newt approaches with his hands in his jacket pockets, fingers gripping the mirror shard just in case.]
Then again, you are one of Ruin's, so I can't be too surprised.
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That's still narrowing it down. [It's possible it's out of twisted gratitude that Hector is even giving this thought. Newt's the one getting him out of the competition, it sure would suck if Newt dies two days later] You think you can make it look like I did it? Dead men tell no tales.
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I could, yeah, but why would you do that for me?
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[Well, not that Hector can do that much. Most of the work on staying alive is Newt's responsibility]
If someone else other than me and Blackfire dies, the rest won't have much time to think much about this. If it's anything like last week there'll be too much at once.
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[Newt's been hoping for another body pile. That would certainly draw the attention off of his own plan. Confusion will go a long way in helping him get off the hook.]
I still think this is awfully nice of you, but hey, it's not like you're not getting anything out of it, either. Like I said, electrocution will be quick.
[Ish.]
How much longer on the grave? You do know the gods will just dredge her up in the morning, right?
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[and its also better than doing like uncivilized itachi did, burning his victim in a bar. who the hell does that.
Hector climbs out of the hole and tosses a few thigns inside. Half a javelin, a few small shards of mirror, pretty much. It's deep enough to hold Blackfire in. After some consideration, he also puts his shotgun near the hole]
Give me ten minutes. You get ready...whatever it is you did with the ferris wheel.
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But Hector doesn't have a power that would let him get the jump on Newt, and if he was lying and intends to implicate Newt as his killer, Newt will have time to recheck this area before morning.
It takes him a moment to finish weighing his options, but finally, he pulls the shard of glass out of his pocket. He holds it up.]
Fine. I'm trusting you.
[He tosses the glass into the hole as a sign of good faith. It should fit right in with the shards Hector's already tossed in.]
You've got ten minutes.
[He heads back to the ferris wheel to make preparations. It shouldn't be hard, really. All he's got to do is unhook the cables.]
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Okay, I'm ready. What do I have to do?
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Hector heads over as discussed though, which does make his life easier. At the ferris wheel, Newt has the generator box pried open just enough for two long cables to snake out. They're coiled at his feet, and he's holding the ends, the insulation stripped off to reveal the wires inside.]
Grab the exposed wiring. Both hands. That's all.
[He holds the cable out. He's expecting a little more fanfare, but, well. That's up to Hector. Maybe he's just eager to get this over with.]
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[Sounds like only someone actually willing to do it would. But hey, Newt's the genius, not him. Hector steps forward, and although he said he'd do it, he hesitates, his hands hovering near the exposed wires]
...you made sure this is going to be as quick as possible, right?
[Because he's hesitating, and he knows if he's aware and not dead for long enough, he'd use his Equivalent Exchange power to save himself. Self-preservation can be really powerful sometimes.
Oh well. It's too late to back down, anyway]
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I had a trap rigged up. I dismantled it to go along with this whole murder-suicide plan.
[He feels like that should be obvious, but whatever.]
The whole point of using electricity is to make your death as quick as possible. I didn't want you to have a chance to use either Equivalent Exchange or Cataclysm, whichever power you have. It has the bonus of being hands-off for me, too.
[Since he can tell by looking at Hector that he would lose in a fair fight. Newt's arrogant, but he's not dumb.]
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Good, Newt took into account the part about making it as quick as possible. That's enough for Hector. Wanting to get done with this before he changes his mind at the prospect of actual, real death -- even if it's temporary -- is enough to make him start getting afraid.
Should he say anything? Like 'I'm sorry', or give his last will? Ask Newt to tell to Shang and others that he regrets what he did? Tell Newt to not die?]
...good luck.
[Good enough.
Almost launching himself onto the wires, Hector extends his hands, closes his eyes tight, and grabs the exposed wires as strongly as he could.
He doesn't even stay conscious for long enough to be aware of the electricity coursing through him. Newt wasn't wrong, it really was quick.
Hector Ramos is dead]
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He's glad, then, that the shock seems to have overloaded the generator. The distinct smell of burnt flesh lingers in the air, but it's not as bad as it would be if the electricity was still burning him. Even at the risk of outing himself, Newt would've pulled away the cables had that been the case. There's no need for cremating the guy's body like that. Newt's still gonna have to deal with it on Saturday, and a charred corpse would be gross.
But, welp, that's all there is to be done here. No cleanup necessary given this little twist, which means Newt can even get some sleep before morning. You're a pal, Hector.]