CHAPTER FIVE ; TRIAL

[themodsgrimm]

The Story Continues... CHAPTER 5 - WEEK 523 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. Throughout today's trial, cookies and cakes will be served as your trial snacks, along with hot cocoa...served in sippycups. 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 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]

Oh, sure.

[ goes right ahead and hands it over for real ]

What did her... mouth [ weird ] smell like?

[concasse]

Tea.

[A pause, before he sniffs]

Specifically shit that can be good at putting someone to sleep.

And one other smell I couldn't identify.

[ANYWAY, GIVING THE VIAL A SNIFF. What does Sanji discover?]

[themodsgrimm]

[It's the exact same smell! Chamomile, lemongrass, spearmint, and ~*~magic~*~.]

[concasse]

[... LOOKING TO VARIAN.]

It's the same smell in here.

[alchemenace]

So... she was drugged?

[concasse]

Yeah, it's possible.

If what I'm smelling is some sort of poison -- of course, I can't verify, but it wasn't food, I know that much.

[holybind]

If someone got her to drink then it was someone was friends with. She wouldn't take a drink during curfew from someone she didn't trust. She's not an idiot all the time.

[concasse]

[Glancing at his partner.]

You got any ideas?

I didn't know Reyna-chan well enough to formulate a list.

[holybind]

[ an arch of his eyebrow. ]

Weren't you telling me to behave?

[ you're asking him to POINT FINGERS?? ]

[concasse]

[He didn't fuckin stutter.

THAT SAID.

Grabbing Zelos by the wrist and hauling him off to a private corner, yes he's going to make Zelos tell him that list in secret first.]

[holybind]

[ let it be known that some very serious shittalking happened in this corner ]

[concasse]

[Yeah, whatever they have discussed...

Sanji just gives Zelos a short nod, a sigh, and walks off.


Leash is off.

Good luck everybody.]

[selfinserting]

...Should we, um, check the other victims?

[concasse]

Oh, good point.

If it was used to lower Reyna-chan's defenses, might be the same with the others.

[WELL HE'LL GO TO DO THAT TOO.]