PROLOGUE : TRIAL

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The Story Continues... PROLOGUE - WEEK 037 Narrators Remain ; Wakey wakey, naughty murder children. It's a lovely Saturday, after all. Breakfast is served piping hot at its usual time and all of the evidence has been removed from the scenes of yesterday. No matter how you choose to spent your morning though, the clock will begin to chime the moment both hands reach the large, ornate twelve. Before your eyes materializes a door...but not just any door. Unlike the door leading to the festival, this door sits primly and properly right in front of the foyer. Whether you exit the castle on your own or you feel a friendly, invisible push, you begin to walk under an arc of wisterias. Behind you, the clock continues to chime with every step you take. By the time the time the clock strikes twelve, you've entered a beautiful garden. In front of you is a long table, 19 seats on each side. Around the garden are several glass cases containing evidence collected yesterday. As noon intensifies on the sun-shaped clock, you'll find Dragon at the head of the table, a glass-covered rose near her right hand. Tick tock, Narrators. You have nine hours to deliberate. Welcome to your first trial post! Please see here for the OOC summary of events from yesterday's investigation. In addition, please be sure to vote! Please see the voting page on how to vote, as we will have two special things to vote for. Voting will close at 9pm EST/6pm PST! If you have any questions, please ask on our Discord server or ping us on plurk. Please direct pings for the NPC to Dana (decals), as she will be taking point for today's NPC, and the moderator team will be on deck for all other questions. full navigation. locations taken (statuses) stories (profiles) info & faq wishing well private conversations

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[alchemenace]

[ he doesn't know what to say ]

I-- yeah. I will. [ ... ] But it shouldn't be just you fighting.

[ not that he can fight because he's fourteen and specially useless w/o alchemy so yknow what this was a bad line of thought ]

[alttitude]

[Jae-ha laughs at that, a more sincere sound than everything else that he'd managed this trial as he places a hand at Varian's head and affectionately ruffles his hair.]

Are you going to try to throw in your lot with me?

I wouldn't recommend it - but that is... sweet.

[alchemenace]

[ ... condescending :/ ]

Maybe. I, I don't know. I know I couldn't do much, but--

[ he hasn't thought this through but l i s t e n ]

[alttitude]

[ . . . and Jae-ha will just settle for placing a hand on his shoulder and making sure he's eye to eye with Varian.]

Then I'll count on you where I can, but otherwise don't feel so much like you need to take on the burdens of others. It's a good trait, but make sure you treasure yourself too.

Less of this cutting yourself for answers nonsense.

[alchemenace]

Okay, that, that was for science, and I was completely fine.

[ was he tho. varian looks away ]

... But. Okay.

[alttitude]

[still nonsense

jae-ha laughs a bit at that]

Good! That's all I ask. I don't plan on this being the last time I speak to you, but if it is... don't forget.

[alchemenace]

... I hope you're right.