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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robowest2017-01-28 12:00 pm
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[ She hardly knows what to say. ]
How can we...?
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Xion... he's doing this because he feels like it's the best way to get the result he wants. He's making his own choice. Maybe it's not the one you'd want him to make, but in the end, he's got to make his own decision. Unfortunately, there's no choice here that's right for everybody--no matter what choice we make, someone else has to pay for it.
We have to accept the decision he's made.
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[Then what? Ugh.]
And then we'll find a way to stop this from happening again.
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[ It's mechanical, and though her tone is dead, her voice still cracks halfway through. ]
It's only been two weeks. I don't know ... how long I can keep doing something this horrible.
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Bye.]
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Just swallows hard against the pain in her chest and tries to move on. ]
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[Firmly, more for her sake than anything else.]
So keep your chin up, Xion. You have to promise me you won't stop trying to survive no matter how many times we gotta go through this whole song and dance, okay? Please.
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Okay.
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Alright. Okay. [Nods, once.] Just remember that you promised. No matter what, you'll keep going.
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I know.