CHAPTER 3 ; TRIAL

[themodsgrimm]

The Story Continues... CHAPTER 3 - WEEK 329 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 delightful, delectable scent of freshly brewed coffee will linger in the air though there will be no coffee present. Instead, today's trial snacks include...finger foods. Welcome to your 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 Danielle (entrappings), 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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[alttitude]

A desperate attempt to tap into his old powers?

Do we know what he wished for from the well? Maybe he did get a piece of he used to be capable of back - I did, though not without a cost.

[axilium]

Ion suspects that he wished for his ring. Then again, for all we know, he could've gotten other coins to use.

[alttitude]

... that's true. He'd said that in exchange for his task as a Blotter last week, he'd get another wish, didn't he?

[axilium]

On the other hand, he suggested he was going to use that on his dead daughter, if I recall correctly...?

[thesettingsun]

He was. I don't think his usual powers have anything to do with that.

[Or he would have brought her back by now??]

[alttitude]

I want to believe that he was sincere about that.

[because he doesn't think that fitz would lie about his family]

... but I wonder, seeing as we have no proof.

[axilium]

[he shrugs.]

Yeah. Not unless the Crafters would be gracious enough to tell us.

[fonlines]

He suggested it, but he never did explicitly state so...

[ ...... ]

And he never did inform me what his wish was, either.

[axilium]

... So we have no way of knowing.

[fonlines]

Well. I'll see if I can ask, at least.

[ to the crafters! ]

... He wasn't lying about his family, though.

[axilium]

... I didn't think he was. That guy didn't exactly care about earning sympathy points, after all.

[fonlines]

[ one quick trip to the Tiger later--

for the first time during this trial, Ion's not smiling. but all he has to say is: ]

I don't think he wished for his family.

[axilium]

... Well then.

[psychedelica]

... If he was going to wish for her from that well, I don't think it would be granted in the way he'd like.

[ that's just asking for some kind of fullmetal alchemist nightmare to crawl out of the well ]

Would he risk it? He was stupid, but I don't know if he's that stupid.

[axilium]

... If he was desperate enough, then maybe any risk would be worth it.

[psychedelica]

... Maybe.

[ suddenly, he doesn't feel good... ]

[thesettingsun]

Bringing someone back from the dead is a wish that never turns out the way you'd like. You and I know that better than anyone.

[sup other dead guy]

He was determined to do it. He might not have passed up the opportunity to try to bring her back.

[psychedelica]

Why would... [ but he trails off - or, rather, cuts himself off. Something about that comment didn't sit well with Hikage. Even he looks a little confused, but mostly, he looks like he's in pain; his face contorts, and he suddenly cries out in pain, bringing his hands to his head. ]

[wagashis]

It's possible that any sort of result would be accepted in the end, as long as it still related to her.

[not! that he would know!]

And as Belph said, some would be willing to risk it regardless.

[fonlines]

[ ...... ]

I don't know about whether or not- doing what he did last week, would have been enough effort for the well's tastes, but...

I've been told that there are ways, to make wishes without issue or repercussion.

[psychedelica]

... I thought that was only after this was all over.

[thesettingsun]

Wasn't it that ring? Ion said he got it shortly after we all received tokens.

[alttitude]

.... he really was sentimental sometimes.

[thesettingsun]

...I told him he should be spending time with his wife while he still could. I wasn't expecting to be proven right this soon.

[fonlines]

[ a soft, distant laugh.

yes, that sounds strangely apt. god i really hate memorysharing sometimes. ]