Fourth Trial

[bathymetric]

[ After the evidence (and what a large batch of evidence it is, this time) has been gathered up, after actually patiently waiting a longer time than usual to make sure everything's been grabbed, the speakers over New Rapture crackle to life. ]

Time's up, everyone. You know where to go.

[ The lower number of bathyspheres, as you descend, is starting to become really notable, isn't it? The descent is the same as ever, lower and lower into the sea. The bioluminescence of those slugs on the ocean floor is almost brighter today, somehow, and some of them have even crawled up the cliff face around you as you pass them.

The dome approaches, slowly as ever, gleaming red in the darkness. The bathyspheres land in a row, doors opening one by one to reveal the familiar sight of the trial room, three more podiums now darkened. ]

Take your places, ladies and gentlemen. You've got a doozy of a situation to discuss. Ass Man and Silver Fox are dead. You know what happens if you can't figure out whodunnit.

[ Welcome to your fourth trial. ]

Comments

[buriedstar]

It was in a sense, but I don't think he'd agree with you. That's not the point, though. I won't do anything if you can keep them all in line, how's that?

[ He does seem to be telling the truth here since he's not taking any aggressive motions. ]

Ah, not exactly? I did originally intend to kill him cleanly. But he made me mad ♥.

[onemillion]

I think they're willing to settle down now.

[Hopefully, if you guys decide to throw down with Seo Dawon and cost us answers then he's going to be disappointed!!!]

He originally planned to... die, but then he changed his mind? Is that correct? What happened after that?

[buriedstar]

We met in the restaurant, and I told him I had something to show him. We both were obviously lying, but it didn't really matter since he had to follow me if he wanted to protect everyone else.

In the Dark Ride, I carved that message into the track. The dead are here, you know? At least some of them. Vengeful ghosts are created when someone can't accept their death.

[ He says this right a bright, empty smile, since. he knows. ]

Unfortunately, that pissed him off. Because of his boyfriend? [ shrug. ] So he decided to fight me, which was fine. Even if swords weren't my secondary weapon, you really can't win a swordfight with a knife.

You can't catch a knife with your hand either. [ That hand wound was nasty for a reason. His lips press into a slight frown. ]

But he had those beads on him. [ Here he'll just, move the bracelet to reveal some odd, circular shaped burns. ] Most things actually don't hurt me like this, but undead and holy don't mix.

[fuckingguy]

[ silently mathlady.gifing like he's never mathlady.gifed before ]

[daimakaicho]

[ pats him on the shoulder ]

cw: gore mention

[onemillion]

[HOPEFULLY SOMEONE CAN GET JOY TO SIT OH MY GOD—

But anyway.]

I see. After that I assume you... were able to subdue him and then removed his heart.

[He's just glossing over all the stuff in between because boy!! He does not want to think about any of that!!]

Why did you set off the fireworks?

[buriedstar]

[ It's fine Misfire and co have it! There's a blink in that direction but he is a man of his word in many ways, somehow. ]

Mmhmm~. [ Yes we don't need to discuss that, sometimes you lose control of yourself and. things happen. ]

Honestly? Usually everyone can perceive my spells. They're gold, by the way. I couldn't do that here, but I thought fireworks were almost close enough?

[ Sometimes you are literally this gaudy smhhhh. ]

Ah, and it was good cover for the smoke smell after I burned my clothes too.

[onemillion]

[oh my god. why didn't he expect that. i'm laughing but rossiu is not!!!]

That makes sense. [The latter part, he means!!] It did work well enough.

...Thank you for answering my questions.

[buriedstar]

Of course.

[ This might sound genuine if his tone hasn't been in flats-ville since the boot thing happened. ]

In return, do something for me. I'd ask Misfire-yah, but he might need some time. There's a purple crystal in my room, there's no point in explaining it all now, but in short? It's my essence. Next time you try to talk to the dead, bring that and...

[ He takes a moment to think. ]

Usually the reagent is blood. I'll leave that up to you~. Either way? You should be able to summon me at least. You might not be able to talk to the other dead, but this is all perfectly normal for me. I don't mind passing on messages if it will benefit both of us.

Well, that is if this doesn't result in me being unsummoned, then I can't help you at all~.

[onemillion]

[Something potentially useful... if it works.]

I'll remember.

[Not saying anything more about ghost summoning since you-know-who is listening, but he does mean that.]

...And should Misfire feel up to it, I'll leave it in his hands.

[Since you guys are besties(???), Misfire might want to handle it personally.]