Sixth Trial

[bathymetric]

[ 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. ]

Comments

[visiblepattern]

I'm not saying it to accuse anyone, I just...don't understand why anyone at such a vast height disadvantage would decide to go after Nandor...

There would be no guarantee he would go easy on someone trying to kill him, after all.

[specialyellthing]

… I don’t know if he’d have taken this into account but… if someone was comin after me? I wouldn’t want to fight them off in a way that could possibly kill ‘em.

[visiblepattern]

While that's true for some, we've seen it multiple times here already.

[inaclearing]

It'd be a good way to throw off suspicion, if they were very confident they could.

[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.

[honeyedtea]

The armoury is quite far away from where his body was found – I don't think they could have simply made their way over to grab it and return after incapacitating him without risking his coming to his senses and going for help.

[inaclearing]

I was thinking - if it were a planned ambush, they could've hidden it in the department store someplace. There's a lot of display racks and things you could put it behind.

[honeyedtea]

It's certainly possible... does that mean someone was waiting for him in particular or just any chance they got to try and strike out?

[inaclearing]

You wouldn't set up an ambush like that in a specific location unless you knew someone would be there, I think. No guarantee any of us would just decide to go into the store at night. And leaving in the middle of his book like that...maybe he'd made plans with someone?

[Brett frowns a little.]

That's all speculation. Just - I don't know. The letters and the ring, left out like that...I don't know if he would've done that every time he went out at night. He went out at night all the time. It's like he had specific reason to think something might happen last night.

[onemillion]

Oh, that's an excellent point. Perhaps someone did make plans with him and he trusted them enough to go... but not enough to leave without leaving some things behind.

I wasn't very familiar with him. Do you think he would have done something like that?

[And did he even trust anyone enough for that, outside of Zinda?]

[specialyellthing]

Not every night. That’s way too much work. But… with it… bein a Thursday…

Maybe?

[onemillion]

Yes, of course.

[We've definitely got a pattern here, after all.]

It's... something to keep in mind, I suppose.

[Sorry about your loss, Zinda... :c ]

[specialyellthing]

… I don’t know why he left it behind either. [He hadn’t even asked about the ring, not really, but…]