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grimmoired2018-07-28 08:34 am
themodsgrimm) wrote in grimmoired2018-07-28 08:34 am
CHAPTER SEVEN ; TRIAL
CHAPTER 7 - WEEK 7 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 (
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does a forehead kiss count, ugh fine we're being european. ion is still for a somewhat long moment after he hears that request, but given what they're trying to do here, he relents and leans in, gently kissing the woman first on one cheek, then another with the softest of expressions. ]
... I'm sorry we can't do more for you. But please, go in peace, and know that you were loved.
[ by someone, somewhere, at some point, probably, look he did the thing can he lean back now can they yeet this coffin to the wild outdoors ]
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The lid goes back as soon as Ion finishes speaking and the woman lies down to rest. Sandalphon will shoulder the brunt of the weight when they work together to lift the coffin and the forest comes into view. Rapunzel can handle the animals.]
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Okay, be careful you two -- these animals can be dangerous.
[ she knows, her disneying didn't work on them before. :( ]
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so ion can... try to shepherd the animals just a little, keep them out from underfoot, as they leg it to the cottage- if only because he still has the longer implement between the two of him and rapunzel. and has his hands free, that's an important part. ]
We still have to help guide them to our destination, do we not?
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[It's not a question of whether Ion is capable or not. He's asking if Ion will take up that task, since he and Rapunzel are busy with the coffin.]
The cottage isn't far off. We should be reaching it soon.
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Just don't let them hurt you --- they can be a little, um, aggressive. Pascal, help him out, okay?
[ pascal's going to travel over to ion to play as bodyguard while the badasses heft the coffin!! ]
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My valiant defender, Sir Pascal. I think we'll do fine, won't we?
[ so yeah he can probably handle the animals, he'll keep them out from being. afoot!
look over there, a cottage, in the distance...! ]