grimmoired | CHAPTER 1: TRIAL

The Story Continues...
CHAPTER 1 - WEEK 134 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 Tiger at the head of the table, a glass-covered rose near her right hand.

Tick tock, Narrators. You have nine hours to deliberate.

Throughout today's trial, the snow continues to fall as it has all week, though it's gentle and soft. Instead of tea and crumpets, today's snack bar includes the makings for s'mores, including sharp metal skewers. A fire could be built, should anyone have anything flammable. Additionally, every now and then, the howls of a group of wolves will penetrate the silence that occasionally falls on the the group...and sometimes even in the heat of the moment.

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Of course. No biases, here.

[and then he returns with the hair!]

It's all yours.

[THANK U]

[I'm going to streamline this by saying he's going up to all blondes and seeing who can match the hair the best]

[belph already has mod confirmation that it's a little lighter than his hair, whoo.]

[YOU'RE FREE, BELPH]

[ rapunzel's hair is too ~magically golden~ to match. sorry, sib. ]

[MY NAME IS AL EXCUSE YOU]

[ i was saying sorry sib because i know sib wanted the hair to be rapunzel's you fool!!! ]

[ Ann will sit patiently and let him check! Her hair is pretty rigidly styled, though. ]

[there's hesitation when he sees her, but. he holds out a hand]

. . . Takamaki, if you will.

What?

[ she looks more puzzled than anything, glancing down at his hand and then back up to his face ]

. . . my apologies. I don't want to do this anymore than you do. But we must be thorough. Please don't take this as a sign that I actually think you were involved.