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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Yes. You can.
[ He shifts to sitting on his knees, all properly. ]
...Yuna, right? That's your name, isn't it?
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That's right, I'm Yuna. [She nods, shifting to actually sit on the floor now that she's been given permission to stay.] You remembered.
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I remember my brother's name too... Actually, I have a favor to ask. Would you still press flowers for me? Certain flowers?
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Of course I would. I could make them into a bookmark if you wanted. [She wanted to show him how when the flowers they chose were done pressing; she can feel the threat of tears behind her eyes with the thought that this will be the best she can do now.] Which flowers?
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[ He wanted to see those flowers too. Certainly, they'd be pretty and he could hold onto them with nice memories. He gets up, reaches through the bars, and ruffles Yuna's hair. He knows she might cry, so he wants to try and be there? It... is his fault. ]
I don't know if they'd be easy to find... but green flowers. My brother has green hair. Or... gentians? They're the symbol of our family.
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For now, she laughs lightly when he ruffles her hair, but it's still strained.]
Okay. Even if it isn't easy, I'll find them, and I'll make a pressed bookmark for you. I promise.