The Galley

Arrival and violent breakdown for Jedao Dawn Shrike and anyone else who wants to be involved/witness
((OOC: it will end with a large body count of NPC Advocates, unless someone really wants their Advocate to die on day one, and with Jedao Dawn Shrike distracting SW and stabbing him in the spine, thus slowing him down long enough to be knocked out))

There'd been no discussion or choice, there'd been barely enough time for him to demand--to plead--that, wherever he was to be sent, it be the same place as Zhao Yunlan. He'd received no answer, simply found himself on a new vessel, fully powered, being informed he was an Advocate for the prisoners here. Shen Wei barely hears, though, too focused on the realization that he can't feel Zhao Yunlan's presence anywhere. The absence of Taylor mei and didi and his locket are simply more fuel poured on the fire of his fear and disorientation and rage. And when his demands to be sent to join Zhao Yunlan are met only with the insistence that he can return to his death or he can remain here... the very fragile veneer of calm and composure he'd been clinging to long before being sent to this place shatters.

Unlike when he killed Carol Denning with his bare hands, Shen Wei has access to all of his powers, and his podao appears in his hand at the same time that lightning rends the air and a dense fog rises from the floor, obscuring visibility for anyone reliant upon their eyes to see. He doesn't suffer from that disability, and the first two Advocates fall to his blade less than a breath later. He knows there are other ships out there now, and the closest thing he has remaining to a rational thought is that if he makes himself enough of a nightmare on this one perhaps they'll relent and send him to Zhao Yunlan.

Demotion and sentencing for Hunter

It's the textbook definition of an open and shut case, and Shen Wei stands there in rigid silence as judgment is passed. Fortunately his healing has already dealt with all the damage from the knife some new and predictably clever iteration of Jedao had used to sever his spine when his powers simply... cease, leaving him feeling like he's been torn asunder; half blind and deaf, and with only the barest ability to absorb the dark energy that sustains him. He'd been prepared for it, though, and he stands motionless through it, not so much as blinking as everything that makes him himself is ripped away.

The sentence for his crimes, though... he's utterly unprepared for that, but he accepts it with the same blank, rigid facsimile of calm that he'd accepted the loss of his powers. And when he turns to Hunter, apparently meant to be his warden... or 'Advocate' on this ship, there's no hint of fear in his posture or expression. "It's all right," he tells the boy quietly. "Do what you have to do."

Open, first week of the event

He spends remarkably little time in the infirmary, given the givens, and when he's sent to his cell his empty eye socket and the stump of his hand are both still thickly bandaged, with orders to return to have the bandages checked and changed daily. Pain medication had not been deemed necessary, a fact he finds unsurprising. But, as he told Zhao Yunlan what seems like a lifetime ago, he's used to pain. It's almost an old friend at this point.

He's excused from duty at the oars until his stump has healed enough that a prosthesis won't simply tear the healing tissue wide open, but reports for his kitchen and maintenance shifts punctually and works diligently. And when he's allowed into the yard a few days later he keeps his head down, playing meek and cowed convincingly enough no one who doesn't know him very well indeed would guess it's just a thin veneer over the same fear and rage that had set him on a bloody rampage. He doesn't seek anyone out at first, making a show of sitting quietly reading one of the truly abysmal books made available to them, but he won't turn anyone away who seeks him out. He appears to have accepted his situation... he's done no such thing.