grimmoired | CHAPTER 1: TRIAL

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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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[Well. Hm.

They're identical, actually.]

. . .

[a h]

Reyna-san, it would seem this hair is yours.

...what?

[She stares at him, then shakes her head, uncomprehending.]

That can't be right.

Are you certain?

[stares at her for a moment, before holding out the control hair]

If you'd like to check, you can make the comparison, too.

I am.

[She was in her room all night. She didn't even wake up somewhere weird on Friday - so, how is this possible?

But she takes the hair and hold it up to examine them both, and her brow furrows. It's true - from root to tip, it's a perfect match for the strands she just plucked out of her own head.

...

Well, she's sure stunned into silence.]

It didn't have to be from that night! You and I went out to the maze before, remember?

We did, but - if I remember correctly from when it was all gathered... it was found with gold ink, was it not?

[Her eyes narrow slightly.]

That's too much of a coincidence.

If it truly wasn't you, there must be a plausible explanation. Otherwise. . .

[this is incriminating!]

["Otherwise"... yeah.]

I'm aware of that. All I can assume is that someone took it to plant it - but I can't think who, or how, or why.

[he shakes his head]

For now, all we can do is file this away as evidence discovered.

. . . my apologies, Reyna-san.

(no subject)

toughchoices - 2018-06-16 20:07 (UTC) - Expand

wearys - 2018-06-16 20:09 (UTC) - Expand

Someone --- someone could be framing you.

[ professional stan to the rescue. ]

That's what I assume this is, but...

["I'm being framed" is what pretty much anyone would say.]

I believe in you, Reyna. [ it's britt that can't be trusted. ] And I'll get to the bottom to this!

toughchoices - 2018-06-16 20:10 (UTC) - Expand

hairbrain - 2018-06-16 20:25 (UTC) - Expand

... Do you know anyone who might have had opportunity to- I don't know. Take one of your hairs without your notice, to try to plant it as evidence?

[ this is relevant to him because this is his dorm and all, two people from it have already died. ]

...

[Reyna frowns.]

Our individual rooms don't lock. If someone was able to get into the common room, they could have gotten into mine... but I'm a light sleeper. I should have— if that's what happened, I should have noticed.

Sousei thought he saw Gi-gan the morning we found her body, but she was dead long before that. If magic was involved, you... could have slept through it, Reyna. The castle could have played a trick on you.

toughchoices - 2018-06-16 20:12 (UTC) - Expand

[...just...staying silent and watching this play out, but it's pretty clear in his expression that he doesn't think this adds up even with the proof right there. But perhaps that's bias.]

[ Kyouka is also watching this silently, but she'll go over to Nico and tug on his sleeve in concern. ]

[He looks at her from the corner of his eye, but he doesn't shoo her away.]

It wasn't her. She would have...it just wasn't.

You know her best. I believe you.

[A sharp nod.] Then help me to make other people believe me, too.

[Reyna locks eyes with him and doesn't look away.

It wasn't me.

She knows that. She has to trust that he knows that, too.]

[A short, determined nod. They'll clear her name together. He believes her 100%.]

It's not right— fluke or frame job. Moving on.

[ He waves a hand, as if to shoo the problem away. ]

[Moments like these are exactly why she hasn't killed him yet.

...she actually manages a small smile and a grateful nod, but her expression is pensive once she looks away.]