SECOND TRIAL

[bathymetric]

[ After sufficient time has passed, and you're all as ready to avenge dear Obi as you've ever been, Mayor Fontaine speaks. ]

Alright, that oughta do it. Pack up the evidence and head to the bathyspheres, same as last week.

[ There's yet again a line of spherical submersibles back there, ready to take off as the citizens of New Rapture climb aboard one or two at a time. And one at a time the bathyspheres descend into the abyss below New Rapture, deeper and deeper, once again to the dome on the seafloor, lit all around by bio-luminescent... slugs, of some kind? They're a little closer today.

The ring of podiums still sits in the center, just like last week. Two more podiums are going to stand empty. Two more dead. By the end of the day, best case scenario? It'll be three.

The projector clicks on. Mayor Fontaine is as here as he's gonna be. ]

You all know why you're here. Night Knight is dead. And I know plenty of you liked him alright, so don't let him down, hm? Or do. I'm here if you have questions.

[ Welcome to your second trial. ]

Comments

[hotpaprika]

[Why...]

I-I truly like Nandor! I am simply too used to living in fear of being consumed!

[prompocalypse]

It's discrimination against vampires to flinch in fear whenever they do anything. They have feelings, you know.

[She is, for the record, toying with him again.]

[hotpaprika]

[He hides his face in his hands.]

Nandor, please vouch for me!

[fuckingguy]

... About what?

[hotpaprika]

I trust you! You believe that I do, correct?

[fuckingguy]

Oh. Well, it is true that you have been quite effusive in private... actually got kind of hard to listen to at a certain point. [ ... ] But yes, Jonathan, I believe that you trust me.

[hotpaprika]

I wanted to give you a proper apology...

[He sounds hurt. :(]

[fuckingguy]

[ VISIBLY UNCOMFORTABLE!!! ]

... We can talk about that later.