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bathymetric) wrote in
unknownseas2022-07-30 10:31 am
Sixth Trial
[ After a time, as always, your investigation is interrupted by the Mayor's now-familiar voice, calling out to you over the loudspeakers. ]
And that's gonna be time. Pack it in, everyone, bring what you're gonna bring because it's trial time.
[ There are so many bathyspheres missing, you cannot help but notice, as you all pile into the station for your standard trip down to the trial room. Your number has dipped to about a third of its original size - a fact that becomes even more evident when you reach the circle of podiums at the bottom of New Rapture's ocean trench. ]
You all know why you're here. Someone killed Pillage Idiot, and it's your job to figure out who. This is your sixth one, I sure hope you have the procedure down by now.
[ Welcome to your sixth trial. ]
And that's gonna be time. Pack it in, everyone, bring what you're gonna bring because it's trial time.
[ There are so many bathyspheres missing, you cannot help but notice, as you all pile into the station for your standard trip down to the trial room. Your number has dipped to about a third of its original size - a fact that becomes even more evident when you reach the circle of podiums at the bottom of New Rapture's ocean trench. ]
You all know why you're here. Someone killed Pillage Idiot, and it's your job to figure out who. This is your sixth one, I sure hope you have the procedure down by now.
[ Welcome to your sixth trial. ]

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[Brett looks queasy and makes a few vague hand gestures, generally meant to encompass "he probably wasn't getting any writing done after that happened to his head."]
Did, uh...the knife in the wall have blood on it?
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she really wants him to have gotten that hit in at least.]
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[He just sort of assumed Nandor would hit his assailant at least once?]
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[ ... that's what she says but she's got a look on her face that makes it clear there's something she's holding back. ]
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[ ... ]
Remind me. How tall are you, Brett?
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[ SHE JUST SAYS THAT SHIT??? ]
It was around five and a half feet up the wall. So it stands to reason that if this was a warning shot aimed above someone's head, they wouldn't be any taller than that.
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[He gestures to his upper chest, though he's not like, measured it out or anything.]
Me, Floyd, and Gaius are the tallest ones left. [Assuming I'm understanding Gaius's system of measurement on the profiles right?] Then Rossiu and Zinda, and...everyone else is under five-six, if I'm eyeballing it right.
[He did write down the profiles weeks and weeks ago, though, so let him just flip through his book here...]
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That's correct, yes. Since it could go either way... I'm not really sure it rules anyone out right now. Still, it's good to keep in mind.
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There would be no guarantee he would go easy on someone trying to kill him, after all.
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[Which, from Brett's tone...well, he thinks that would be sort of a leap.]
Surprising him with the taser might help get him on the ground, but...if they walked up carrying a mace, I doubt there's much of an element of surprise left. You can't exactly hide one of those things...not on your person, at least. Plus, they're heavy - I'm not sure a lot of the smaller folks here could use one effectively.
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