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

[bonesorter]

That's not my name.

[This is the heart of what she's getting at here: that the Captain is the type of jerk who might consider your vote a wrong one if you write Lorna's name instead of the spirit's name.]

[thisaroma]

[ Well he isn't reading into this enough to get that implication!! ]

Yeah, but if we don't know it and you're not going to tell us, that seems like a pretty clear way of explaining who we mean.

[scouserer]

[Checks the profiles real quick.......]

The Unfortunate One, then?

[bonesorter]

An apt description for the girl, indeed... but merely a title your Captain chose.

[scythegun]

I don't suppose you'll be generous enough to tell us if we ask politely?

[bonesorter]

[She just... grins wider, showing off her teeth.

Of course you're not getting that out of her easily.]

[scythegun]

[well at least he tried the easy method!!!!!]

[ltcommandroid]

Does Lorna know your name?