FOURTH TRIAL

[bathymetric]

[ Well! That's sure something, isn't it? There may or may not be a lot of you excited to get down to business, but Jones does eventually move to collect you all and bring you to the theatre. It's a familiar routine by now, perhaps even comfortingly so given the irregularities of this particular killing.

Two of you gone this week. The elevator is started to feel downright spacious, don't you think?

A shanty, as usual, echoes from the crew of the Dutchman as you enter. The room is the same as it has ever been before you as the elevator settles into position. ]

To yer positions, passengers. Chins up.

[ Three more podiums claimed by the rust and wear.

You have your evidence, and you're going to need it before long. The music outside dies down.

Welcome to your fourth trial. ]

Comments

[paucipan]

...You know, that is a good point. Scent does have a tendency to linger when you least want it to.

[see exhibit a: alice last trial and her boyfriend's colonge]

[thisaroma]

[ He is oblivious to being called out here! ]

[silentscout]

Should I smell everyone?

[He's going to ask first instead of being a creeper like that one time.]

[paucipan]

[Plumeria looks over to Lalli, and y'know what. Nods her head.]

It might not be a bad idea to do so, just in case.

[silentscout]

I'll ask first before smelling.

[He's learning about personal boundaries!]