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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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[Despite earlier beliefs, he just doesn't believe it now.]
Magica, you know about oils. You made a bottle of it that you have here.
Did you do this?
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[ But halfway through snapping back at Lalli, something seems to occur to her, and a slight change comes over Magica. It's not, like, the curtain falling on a culprit who's suddenly given up, it's not that explicit. ]
Okay, so what if I did?
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He looks at her.
Then looks at this going on over there.
Then back at her.
Then back at Filbo and Freyja.
Then he looks to Chloe's podium as a distressed noise escapes him.]
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If you did, you've gotten soft.
[Hey, that seems like the thing that would push Magica into a confession.]
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That would make you soft. Though, judging by other things I think Lalli was just stretching.
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