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.
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robowest2017-01-28 12:00 pm
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Found a scabbard under the body, and he was holding a note that was for some kind of meeting.
[oh, and—] the Tailor was a mess. Stuff knocked over everywhere, from the shelves, clothes... cash register, too.
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[figuring out where the sword it or who it belongs to is on the agenda for sure.]
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[Again: WHY.]
What was the body like when you found it, anyway? Since we don't get to see it for some stupid reason.
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Not much to notice on the body, stab wound to the chest and what was about it. Aside from... his eyes still being open.
[creepy, and also icky.]
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[He raises an eyebrow.]
Did it look like a rack fell on him? Or was it more like someone took the time to hide him?
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[Noctis let him read the note yesterday.] The one thing we can take from that is that the note was given to him by someone Manfred trusted enough to listen to.
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Does anyone know who in this town Manfred trusted? And what information could they have been talking about?
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Well, by all means, we have plenty of evidence to vote for Higekiri right here and now.
[and yet she makes no move to do so]
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Evidence, sure, but we don't know if it's planted evidence either. It'd be way too easy to just say that it was Higekiri and get this over with, but does that really feel right to you?
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[hrrrrrm. . . she frowns]
But we still have plenty of time to ask questions, and I'd rather not waste it by jumping to quick conclusions.
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I intend to. And I'd like to know how he was injured, and by whom. Perhaps that could shed some light onto the situation.
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might as well roll with it. ]
All I know is he had a huge stick up his butt. So whoever got his trust must've been pretty convincing!
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[A+ from the stick in the mud inquisitor.]
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No problem.