CHAPTER SEVEN ; TRIAL

[themodsgrimm]

The Story Continues... CHAPTER 7 - WEEK 711 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. The garden is strangely silent and there are no snacks today...it seems as though you'll be left to your own devices. 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 or sooner if the game ICly elects so. 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

Comments

everyone's tired: the musical

[sanguinairy]

[HERE COMES ONE (1) SOOJ standing to address this tiny... tiny crowd pretty early on after Belph's summary. As with the day Yasusada was executed, he has his hair pulled back. At his side is his sword, over his shoulders is the Shinsengumi haori. He's also looking... remarkably healthy! His voice is clear and his breathing is free of any rattle, for the first time.]

Our remaining Editor is Sanji, who will be dead today before the trial is up. [A quick glance over toward him, and what might almost be a fleeting half-smile.] I request your vote, so that we can spend our time elsewhere today.

[axilium]

... Just wait until we're done with the info gathering, all right?

[also in case someone else decides to do a mid-trial murder and oops we need to faction switch after all.]

[asswipe]

... What Belph said, please.

[She will personally murder anyone else who decides to mid-trial murder, tho, jfc.]

[axilium]

Also, we're leaving info summarizing to you, Veronica. [a beat.] Unless Steph forgot to mention that that was your duty.

[sanguinairy]

[PLEASE NO ONE ELSE MIDTRIAL MURDER HE'S SO TIRED]

Of course. That's what's intended.

[concasse]

Yeah what he said.

[Like they're discussing recipes right now.]

[sanguinairy]

[THIS IS FINE i mean it's technically a recipe for death that's gotta count for something somewhere.

Souji looks a little amused but will otherwise just be stickin' with Sanji until it's go time, looking to him in case there's anything he wants spoken where he can't speak himself.]

[concasse]

[WORKS FOR HIM. Sanji doesn't feel like contributing much, to be honest.]

Jeez... I wish we could get this over with...

[He's pretty salty for a dead man walking]

[fonlines]

[ ah. ]

So this is how you intend to go about this, then?

[ not the implied execution itself, but... the method of it. his dress, his bearing. no comment, of course, on his improved health. ]

[sanguinairy]

[Howdy partner. Souji's expression softens after the announcement is over though, and he's smiling again.]

There were no objections.

[SO YEP, SURE SEEMS SO.]

[fonlines]

Well, you know my feelings on it.

[ not a goodbye, but a- ]

After all, I still have to ask you about a... Kondou-san, was it?

[nivation]

[ Souji just said a lot, but all Kyouka does is walk up to him and open up her arms.

Even though he made an important announcement, can she get a hug? ]

[sanguinairy]

[Of course she can get a hug okay, she can get as many hugs as she wants. Souji will kneel down so it can be a proper hug, even! He looks pretty serene, but there's probably something there that's still mildly apologetic, too.]

[nivation]

[ Don't say that. She's going to hug him every five minutes until things go down if he doesn't stop her.

She hugs him tighter than she usually would since he's no longer a wheezy yeet.

He's just yeet. ]

[wearys]

Why you? Out of the heroes left.

[sanguinairy]

A number of reasons, I suppose.

[SO MANY REASONS.]

But in the end, I'd prefer no other lives be lost here.

[wearys]

What if I have a death wish and want to fight you to be the sacrificial lamb here?

Uh, not literally fight. Though you look good. [ pause ] Healthy good, I meant, like you could fight, not like-- whatever.

[ he's tired. ]

[resumed]

...when and why did you decide this?

[sanguinairy]

Only last night. [So he wasn't like sitting on a sleeper deathwish, at least. IT'S FINE.] And because it seemed to me like the best option.

[resumed]

[OH. GOOD. THANKS.]

The best option in that...what, other people don't die? [Not sure he buys it, Sooj.]

[wearys]

I'm glad I'm not the only one who wondered that.

[resumed]

Typical right? It's not like we're ever the first ones to know things even back home either.

[concasse]

Blame me instead of Souji. I was the one who came to him with the idea last night.

[Folding his arms]

I'm the Editor, like he said. And the idea of surviving this shit after all the people I killed doesn't sit well with me.

[...]

It's a selfish request, but I'd rather the one who ends up dead compared to Ion, Magnus, and Stephanie-chan.

[vigilantics]

... we'll see what happens, Souji.

[sanguinairy]

[francy don't scare me with tags like this

Souji just gives her a politely inquisitive look, in any case, but nods...]

...Of course.