SECOND TRIAL

[bathymetric]

Time's up, boys and girls. Please gather up your evidence and make your way to the vault door.

[ The process of heading to the elevator and crowding in remains the same as last week - Angel leads you all to the elevator car, then stays behind as you make your slow descent to the dome below. You might not even notice if you aren't paying attention, but... the cart is already less crowded than it was last week. You certainly won't be able to avoid noticing it if your numbers dwindle too much further than this.

When the doors open on the trial room, it's just as bleak a place as last week. ]

Take your places, won't you? And this time, you all know what's at stake. No more... funny business.

[The number of podiums displaying that red light is higher now - Damien, Lif, and Piers are all represented by blank spots now, no tasteful covers or anything normal to mark their passing, just a red glow and a gap in your number.

Cheery!

The screens raise up to the ceiling to give you all room to see, and the Professor's final words before the trial begins ring out: ]

Find the killer, leave alive. And killer? Try a little harder to stop them from doing that than the last one in your shoes. Call out for me if you require anything.

[ Welcome to your second trial. ]

Comments

[fivestagegod]

Well, if her age is comparable to Seteth's that technically wasn't inaccurate.

[mouflon]

Exactly what I was thinking. It makes that detail a lot harder to write off, in any case.

[archboxer]

[She hates you. She really, truly does.]

[archboxer]

First, it is rather rude to ask a woman her age and secondly there is no evidence that I am... or that Seteth is that old, for that matter.

[But she hadn't mentioned it because she didn't want to cause a fuss but now that she's been brought up herself!]

[fivestagegod]

First, I didn't ask your age. You're being obstinate, so I'm speculating. If you want to correct me, go right ahead.

Secondly, it's rude to try to derail a murder trial because you don't like people arguing with you, too, but that's never stopped you, now, has it.

[archboxer]

This is foolish and unrelated. Let us focus.

[fivestagegod]

Take your own advice, lady. But gladly.

[baitless]

...did you have to say anything about it, Rhea.

[GODDESS WE ARE SO FUCKING BAD AT THIS!!!!]

[archboxer]

You brought it up.

[You can't blame her for this one!]

[baitless]

I mean before all this, with Rin.

[archboxer]

We can talk about this later.

[nothingcanstop]

...This doesn't have to be a big deal, if you are. Seriously. We can just talk about this calmly.

[ della screaming internally ]

[archboxer]

I would like to just move on.

[THANKS RIN]