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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[concasse]

[YEAH EXCEPT YOU, JAE-HA.

Don't think Sanji has not noticed.]

Not that I saw, no.

[Tugging at whatever Jae-Ha is wearing.]

Oi, lemme see.

[... He does not actually suspect this tire fire of a dragon, but this is a good excuse to see just how badly he was burned bc maybe he's worried, fight him]

[alttitude]

[maybe he found another blanket once he gave the one he put around the sword to steph. maybe sanji is pulling at jae-ha's pants.





who can say.]

If you wanted to undress me, you only had to ask. ♥

[concasse]

[LISTEN I DIDN'T KNOW HE LOST THE BLANKET


RIP in hell I guess, Sanji]

I don't mean it like that, bastard!

[alttitude]

Well, you could and we'd have quite a bit more fun.

[just saying

but regardless jae-ha has some sense of modesty, mostly because he doesn't want to scandalize any ladies (even though they've done this for a few weeks) and he'll go off to the side with sanji to undress bc he doesn't

care

he won't remove his underwear for the sake of sanji's sanity but his burns do go up and down his body, mimicking that of the puppet. he has a cut across his chest too.]

[concasse]

[Thank you, Jae-Ha

Because Sanji did not want to see your D

Uh but he looks displeased by all of this? Yikes.]

Maybe we can get some ointments for you later...

[alttitude]

Souji and I were looking yesterday - [said as he works on dressing again] - but it's not the worst I've ever endured.

[concasse]

[He's still gonna see if he can find something but for now will just grunt and let it go.]

And I can't even tell you to be more careful, either...

[alttitude]

... you just really want to scold me, don't you....

[he's not against it ♥]

[concasse]

[/pushes him over while strolling away without answering

B|]

[function]

We're in the middle of a murder trial.

[alttitude]

... 2B....

[people were talking about wedding dresses and she gets mad about this]

I'm not distracted from that, I assure you.

[function]

[ because she was in full murdermode when the wedding dress talk was happening, but she's more calm and attentive to what's going on now :/ ]

... hmph.

[alttitude]

[goodness. he breathes out quietly and reaches out to place a hand on her upper arm]

... I'm taking this seriously. I promise.