
In the morning, the town comes back to life. Birds crow overhead, a snake nearby hisses, a lingering coyote dips behind a shop before disappearing into the wild. It's a frightening contrast to the stillness of yesterday but it doesn't mean it's over yet. After all, today is the trial.
The Sheriff stands on the porch of the Town Hall and brings his hand up to his mouth to let out a whistle. He'll thumb back to the Hall behind him and very clearly state --
"Trial time, folks. Get in here and figure out who did it."
And then he'll turn to leave before pausing and adding on,
"Bring a snack or somethin' too.
The Town Hall is set up more like a court house, a Judge's bench at the front but instead of at center, it's off to the side as if more for observation than participation. There's a table at the front of the room already holding a small box and a pad of papers and pen, for voting apparently. A side room containing only a metal gurney is next and today it's obvious why there's a gurney there at all with the corpse, resting right on top of it. Aside from that, there are rows for everyone to take a seat and it's only after everyone is inside and settled, that the doors close and the Sheriff speaks.
"Well, have at it. You've got till nine."
And then, he points to a clock on the wall that reads 12:00. Good luck.
Welcome to the trial post! Characters are free to discuss everything related to the trial here. They won't be let out of the room until 9PM when voting ends. Every character must vote and the voting post can be found here.
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What did he tell you when he did? Did it have something to do with this purpose he mentioned?
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...We were both frightened, then--but not enough to remain in those horrible cells.
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Miss Ao...
[She wilts.]
She was so kind.
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[ She hadn't deserved that. ]
... Can you tell me about the saloon? If you were hiding upstairs, you must know something about the mess on the first floor.
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It was dreadful.
[Blood and glass and everything everywhere...]
But I was afraid...that if I searched further for myself, the sheriff would kill me. He had been very clear that should I not follow his instructions--
[She frowns.]
... That is... I believe I was disposable, to him.
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[ Sara is great at comforting. ]
But the saloon was a mess before you got there... got it.
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[ he sounds rather disparaging. it's obvious his question is more scornful than actually investigative. ]
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I was afraid...that he would kill me.
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... I shall not have you judging my choices when you were certainly not in the same situation in the least, sir.
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[ he sneers at her bc he's a jerk... ]
You made your choice. It sounds like your friend already reaped the rewards.
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You--! Do not speak of Miss Ao in such a way, you pathetic, trite man! That you believe you can stand here, mocking her like this when she is--
It is disgusting!
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[trying to be gentle but she's not very good at it]
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I am not certain of the exact time... it was in the evening, however.
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Could you tell if it was before or after the hotel doors were locked at 9 PM? If not, it's all right. . . but I'd like to get a timeline on when Ao was last seen alive.
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[She's quiet for a moment, brow furrowing.]
I believe it was before, though I have no way of knowing for certain. It did not feel as late as could be. I apologize... I know that is not very exact.
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That's all right. You can only tell me what you recall to the best of your ability.
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We'all all do our best. For her sake.
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