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

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[ this time, monika is the one 2b decides to carry; her partner gets the honor of resting comfortably in her arms (sorry waver, she doesn't know you like that). but away they go, with 2b visibly surprised at waver's gesture of, uh, goodwill toward the other hunter. it's probably something to mention later.

she leads the group into the graveyard, where she spots the headstone that marks their exit without much difficulty. as they near it, four shiny silver keys lie at the stone's base with a rusty shovel sticking out of the ground next to it. it's not hard to figure out what to do next. ]

Time to get digging.

[unromanceable]

[ oh my god 2B WHY??? MONIKA WILL PROTEST IN A HIGH VOICE THAT SHE'S FINE but okay alright guess her robot girlfriend is just carrying her now. in a princess carry. she feels. like a princess.

she's pretty pink in the face.

besides, being out of the mausoleum helps her calm down, too. not being chased by a terrifying murderous monster is pretty great! so she'll motion to be let down for real once they reach the headstone. ]

2B, Sandalphon, one of you two should probably handle this! Lord El Melloi and I would probably just slow you down...

[ So.

Hey Waver what's up. To him, quiet but warm: ]

Good job back there!

[melancoffeea]

[Given that they're no longer on the run and can afford to move more leisurely, Waver should be fine. But if he needs help, Sandalphon will offer to take 2B's place for the duration of their graveyard exploration.

Anyway, he has no qualms with digging. He nods at Monika and picks up a shovel. Dig, dig, dig.]

[londonstar]

[ waver's also going to stay behind as he watching the two of them dig. he looks at monika, and nods to her. ]

Thank you. You did well, too. I'm proud of how strong you are.

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[ while sandalphon digs, 2b keeps a careful eye out for what they're looking for... and as soon as she sees a glint of metal of the chest, she doesn't hesitate to lift it from the hole. as expected, four locks for the four keys. she bends down to pick them up with the intent of distributing them amongst the group... ]

One for each of us.

[ only then does she notice their names engraved onto the headstone, too. hm. ]

[unromanceable]

[ Waver gets a sweet smile, and she'll press her fingers to his hand, very briefly.

And then the chest is free! And that will send them back. ]