grimmoired | CHAPTER SEVEN ; TRIAL

CHAPTER SEVEN ; TRIAL

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.

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Okay, let's do this.

[ steph is just going to march right up to the guards, and then point back towards veronica and ion. ]

Oh my god! These people have no idea where we're going. We have been walking forever, and they're like, "Go left! The palace is this way! No, it's right!" And you know where we are? Not at the palace! We lost an entire camel!

[Let is be known: Stephanie is the MVP.

The moment she points back at Veronica and Ion, Veronica starts loudly wailing on cue, covering her face with her hands.]

Oh, the sun! The heat! Why do the roads have to be so, so— So twisty!

[ in the background, they can probably see varian just trying very hard to not crack up

either way, he's next to the apple cart now and ready ... for apple picking time ]

[ Yeah also the moment she points back at the two of them Ion just immediately wilts and starts looking like he's been in the sun too long, in too much clothing, having to clutch to his staff to stay standing. ]

Please- I'm sorry to have been a bother. I thought I would be able to remember where it was we needed to go, but-

[ wow, doesn't he just look pitiful and faint and tired? it's dizzying. ]

I seem to have just slowed us all down instead. I'm sorry.

[ :( ]

[ steph starts?? to tear up?? ]

Please! Help us, he only has two weeks to live and this was supposed to be our final trip as a family!

[ the guards just look completely and utterly baffled because what the fuck is going on here. ]

[Poor guards. Veronica's melodramatic wailing intensifies the closer Varian gets to the apples, tbh.]

Don't talk like that, please! [She's just going to take off her jacket so she can hold it over Ion's head, tugging him close to ~her bosom~.] Stay strong! The guards will help us find the palace!

[Varian, please hurry because what the fuck is this.]

[ this is actually making his job so much harder because he's going to lose it from laughing ?

anyway he waves them off quickly because a thumbs up would be. too obvious. and fucks off because he got his apples and if he stays any longer he's going to LITERALLY DIE ]

[ ok hang on wdf he didn't sign up for sudden close quarters contact like this, hold up he still doesn't know what to do with hugs

at least that makes his surprise genuine when Veronica does the thing, and he just sort of looks to the baffled guards as he pipes up, with a very apologetic smile: ]

It's all right, really-- you don't have to trouble yourself so much over me. We'll be fine, I'm sure. And I'm sure you must have many important duties to attend to.

I just need to rest in the shade for a little bit first.

[ Veronica please stop this. ]

-- ah. [ she pretends to dig through her pockets, and then suddenly looks very sheepish. ]

Oh! Silly me, i had the directions all along! We'll just all... go to the palace now... and try to fondly remember the last moments we have with our poor, beautiful son.

[ she and veronica are lesbians now in this story. ]

Goodbye.

[ OKAY TIME TO LEAVE ]

[With Ion still getting hugged, Veronica just. Suddenly. Stops wailing. And lets Ion go like he's a springboard.]

—Oh. Would you look at that? You're so forgetful... honey bear. [THEY'RE NOW LESBIAN PARENTS, IG. Pats Ion's head.] Thank you for your time, gentlemen! It's time to go now, Ion.

[Yeah. She's just gonna

drag Ion away and ABSCOND. BYE.]

[ varian is awaiting them a little further away, hands on his knees as he loses it laughing because yea, yea he heard the honey bear line. he heard that. ]

You guys ... are the worst. [ he can't deal! with this?? ] I-- I got it, though.

[ varian will show off four apples! they only needed three but listen this way. this way they can all eat an apple. ]

The criminal life isn't so bad.

[ varian says, having been executed for it one week ago, ]

[ oh thank not-Yulia, sweet sweet freedom ]

In any case, now that that's over with...

[ a deep and theatrical sigh. how in the world does his replica act that way all the time, it's terrible. also where's their key, is it going to magically appear in their pockets. is it in the middle of the fourth apple. ]

We do still have three more tasks to complete. We need to save two children from the heat and... well, what are we qualifying as children?

[ because he's just kind of looking between himself and Varian as he says this.

quick, Veronica, use your ice powers to cool them down, will this work? ]

[ she looks between them. ]

I'm not sure that the two of you will count. Um... okay, let's just keep walking until we find some kids.

[ and then they can just approach these children, because four strangers dressed in wildly era inappropriate clothing walking up to them won't be sketch. ]

[YEAH that sure isn't sketch!! Assuming they eventually come across some sweaty kids in danger of getting a heat stroke—]

... Maybe Varian and Ion should approach first. See if they want, um, shaved ice? Some ice bags? I don't know.

[ varian shares a look with ion so they can both acknowledge how bad they are at handling actual real life children so that'll possibly end badly ]

Just-- any way to cool down, right? They should be... open to it?

[ unless their parents have warned them about strange danger, but. ]

[ they sure are sharing a look, considering that these two children have not remotely acted like children in who knows how long ]

... Shaved ice, or popsicles... something like that, perhaps?

[ anyway guess they're up ]

Hello. Are the two of you all right? Perhaps you should get out of the sun-- you both seem quite faint...

[ nailed it? yea, nailed it ]

[ SHE GIVES ION A THUMBS UP

YOU'RE DOING AMAZING SWEETIE ]

[THEIR SON HAS GROWN UP SO FAST, HONEY BEAR.

Veronica is going to work on making popsicles while the tweens continue to fail at being tweeks, though.]

[ this is hellish. this is? hellish? varian does his best to smile at the kids reassuringly ]

We had the same problem not too long ago [ fake ], but someone helped us out, and I think she can help you cool down a little? If you want?

[ at least ion is in the profession of pr so his smiles are probably more reassuring? probably. listen he was trained to handle crowds and smiling masses and public appearances okay. ]

Yes... unfortunately, we really didn't plan for this trip very well. [ a slightly sheepish dip of the head; ] We're travelers, you see, and underestimated the heat-- but she really has been quite the help to us.

I'm sure she'd be fine with assisting you as well. [ stop being so formal, ion, though he does turn a little to sort of indicate the two further behind. look trustworthy! ]

[ steph just exists ]

[Veronica also exists.

And she has four whole ass ice pops with her! She'll wave them around for Varian and Ion to take.]

Yup, that's me! Helpful... Nellie. [She's trying.]

[ varian just throws veronica an unimpressed look and then he turns to the kids and. gives them? both??? popsicles???? ]

Yep! Nellie. She's a super helpful adult and she's been handing these out for kids.

[ varian wishes he was dead ]

[ ion's gaze also goes pretty flat as soon as the kids attention turns to veronica and varian. really??? really. ]

You can have these for now, but please, try not to stay out in the sun for too long in the future... Nellie might not be here next time, after all.

[ anyway so he's going to straighten up with a tiny bow, then wave them a kind-looking goodbye as soon as that's sorted. this is officially varian and veronica's problem to sort now, time to scope out a house to break into! ]

[ GOOD WORK TEAM

steph will follow ion. ]

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