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bathymetric) wrote in
unknownseas2021-03-06 10:47 am
FIFTH TRIAL
[ It's not terribly long, once everything has been found, before Davy Jones heads out to round you all up once more and take you into the theatre. At least plenty of you are around the same area, so it probably doesn't take terribly long.
The ride down to the trial room is the same as ever - a blast of the organ, a slow descent. It's really starting to become clear, though, just how your numbers are decreasing. You're already down three, counting the absence of Chloe, potentially more when you come back up.
The crew of the Dutchman is singing as Jones lets you out into the trial room. ]
To business, passengers. I am about if you need guidance.
[ The circle of podiums is less populated than ever. So many of you are islands now, so to speak.
The song dies down, the waters quiet.
Welcome to your fifth trial.. ]
The ride down to the trial room is the same as ever - a blast of the organ, a slow descent. It's really starting to become clear, though, just how your numbers are decreasing. You're already down three, counting the absence of Chloe, potentially more when you come back up.
The crew of the Dutchman is singing as Jones lets you out into the trial room. ]
To business, passengers. I am about if you need guidance.
[ The circle of podiums is less populated than ever. So many of you are islands now, so to speak.
The song dies down, the waters quiet.
Welcome to your fifth trial.. ]

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It seems no one so far was sporting obvious injuries, not even a bruise. Normally, this wouldn't be something to write home about, but based upon what Filbo had said, we can easily infer that Decus' weapon had a wide reach. I don't know how fast he'd be able to swing, but with such a weapon, it'd be difficult for many people to get close.
Which leads me to the conclusion that whomever else engaged him was quick or had something to protect them from getting injured.
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[Constantine runs a hand through his hair, letting out a frustrated noise.]
I feel like we're talkin' in circles and not getting anywhere.
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[He pauses. The gears in his brain are grinding....]
Freyja--when was the last time you spoke to Plumeria or saw her? I'd expect you to at least know what her plans were.
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I last spoke to her at length on Tuesday. Again, she was very upset. She was contemplating the motive, but she was ashamed about it. If she acted on it, she would kill me and she knew it.
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[ LIKE, IT MAKES PERFECT SENSE TO HER, BUT... ]
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Just spitballing, you know.
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...Perhaps so. But that just means she may have acted on her own, doesn't it? This doesn't necessarily involve me.
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But I also don't care if any of you get angry at me for wild and offensive speculation, so, might as well.
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[That guy is as untrustworthy as it gets, really]
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[He eyes Freyja carefully, rubbing the back of his neck. It looks like he wants to say something, but...he decides against it.]
Nevermind, it's not important.
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But she would give up her own life for you, wouldn't she?
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If she wanted to, she could've let you give her the poison and put her out of her misery. Make sure her death wasn't in vain, and make sure you get something out of it, too.
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Assuming that whatever poison was used was mixed in a drink... it seems unlikely Plumeria would accept that from anyone, ja?
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She said that to me after the last trial. I was worried that Jack would target the one thing I would kill for without question, and she said that acting heedlessly here 'wouldn't accomplish anything close to what you want, and the Captain's probably going to enjoy it.'
This doesn't add up to me. Even for a price like that...would she really have gone back on her word?
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