robowest | [ WEEK ONE

TRIAL

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.

If there are any questions, please shoot a message to this journal or to

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I think he's our best choice.

[ she's not bothering to really discuss it with others as they come to their own decisions, but percy will win annabeth's decision being disclosed to him directly. ]

[Don't mind him, he has his head buried in his hands as he's staring at his lap.]

I think so, too. I've talked to him before, he actually checks out as being more sane than some of our other volunteers.

[ yeah. y e a h. this whole murder setup, and how it went down, sure was a kicker.

annabeth just leans against percy since she's undoubtedly sitting next to him by this point. he always can use the physical comfort even if it was never her go to. ]

Wow, you don't say. And here I thought high fashion girl sounded so solid.

[There's a little laugh, unamused and tired as one could probably imagine. He loves that she's doing this, anchoring him to reality like this and letting him leech physical comfort from her for the time being. He turns to lean his head into hers, though he's still watching everybody.]

Right. Like I'd trust her with a butterknife. [He closes his eyes for a moment.] What do you think? Vote for Ezio and get out of here?

[ in another situation she might kiss him, but right now they're contemplating who they're going to pick to murder a girl who got caught up in a situation too like others they've seen. so instead annabeth's only escalation is to slide her hand over to grip his, wordless for a moment or two. when she speaks, her voice is still steady. ]

Sounds like a plan, Seaweed Brain. We can take the dog for a walk to the lake.

[This is good enough, he figures when they're alone they're more free to be themselves. For now, it's more important that at least Annabeth's the focused one to bring Percy back on track. Immediately his fingers latch around hers and he refuses to let go, taking the time to breathe before he opens his eyes.]

Yeah. I like that idea. [Never mind that it's late at night by now. He'd go with her anywhere. And then there's another short grin.] And you can even tell me about that list of examples from earlier. [This is really not the time, but he can try.] Come on. Let's go vote.

You've got it.

[ to the list, to going to vote, to her having his back no matter what. there's no "reward" on murders except for thursdays, and no curfew either, so they should be fine. it'll give them both time to cool down before they meet up with others.

she can at least manage a smile back, but only because his grin is sort of infectious and hers is kind of reluctant. ]

[Good, that helps. In fact just because Annabeth has sense doesn't mean he does because he moves to sit up, ducking his head to kiss her briefly before he starts to stand. He casts another look to some of their friends and finds the conversations starting to wrap up, people starting to leave. He also doesn't let go of her hand even when she stands up and he nods again.

And off they go to vote and have their evening walk to the lake.]

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