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

[allatonce]

You could have killed us all, then, if you wanted to win that badly.

[That's what happens when you're 18 and stupid, she guesses.]

Two can keep a secret if one of us is dead.

[prompocalypse]

I mean, I could have. If I had my abilities that I've been training with all my life, I probably would have.

Instead I had a stick I took maybe three or four classes for.

[allatonce]

I'm beginning to see why your evil plans failed.

[specialyellthing]

[Well. That earns a snort.]

[hotpaprika]

[Yeah they earns a brief laugh from him as well.]

[specialyellthing]

[And... that laugh brightens her expression, as she casts him a fond look from her current place across the room.

It's almost as if he smile's telling him We're going to be okay.]

[giddyundertaker]

[ And a chuckle from this fellow! ]

[prompocalypse]

[Is it her complete one track mind and inability to take responsibility for her mistakes or communicate clearly?

It's actually internalized homophobia, but that was a factor too.]

Well, if you're so smart, kill everyone when they float something appealing in front of you and then I'll give you a pat on the head and a cookie.

[allatonce]

Unlike you, I die all the time so all of this? [She gestures at the trial room they're in.] Is meaningless. If I wanted to get out of here, I would have killed you all two weeks ago when I asked Fontaine if I could do that.

[prompocalypse]

[She laughs, a girly giggle, with all her regular charm turned into scorn. It was always kind of scornful.]

You poor thing.

[allatonce]

No poorer than you, being so afraid of death.

[prompocalypse]

I want to live so I can escape literal hell.

You don't even want to live at all, do you?