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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robowest2017-02-04 12:00 pm
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[. . .]
[well. hi]
The cell isn't a very comfortable place to spend the night.
[. . .]
Would you like some blankets or pillows?
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[This jail is better than his home's dungeons because of the visits, mostly. If it weren't for that, it'd be kinda similar]
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If you give me a few minutes, I'll fetch some for you. What about food? I'll bring back anything you'd like.
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[Tarvek smiles faintly]
Did you get used already to the finicky gizmos of the town or do you still have trouble with that kind of thing?
[There he goes, talking as if he wasn't in jail and with his maybe-death coming tomorrow]
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I'm learning. I still have difficulty with some of them, but I absolutely know how to use can openers now.
And I have you to thank for that.
Do you have a favorite type of soup?
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I found them to be a bit too salty. Actually, most canned soup is salty.
Nevertheless, I'll bring you back a can. And some crackers to go with it.
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[...]
By the way, don't blame yourself for what happened. It's not your fault I was suspected. It was logical, I'd have done the same.
I admit I'm a bit annoyed Xion wasn't suspected in the same caliber than me, though. She's my friend and I don't wish her any harm, but as much as I hate to admit it she can't get a free pass in the future.
[He didn't speak up about it because he believed Xion had done nothing wrong, so deflecting suspicions and casting it on her would have been bad]
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[her surprise fades]
Mmmn. You're right. I. . . didn't suspect Xion because one of the victims was her friend. Because I believed in her sincerity.
[. . .]
And this was after I told her that we couldn't let trust blind us to the truth.
I had tunnel vision. And because of that, you're here. For that. . . I am truly sorry.
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I don't know if it's an option, but if you can take her as a roommate that may be good.
[Is your roommate alive, Milla? Tarvek doesn't know, but surely some arrangement could be done for three people to be in one room]
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Xion is welcome to stay with Yuna and I, if she wishes. But that choice is up to her.
[if Xion still trusts her after all of that :'((( Milla will make a note to ask though, the next time she speaks with Xion]
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[Tarvek glances at the other cell]
That blasted camera was in one of these cells. It seems it wasn't in mine. See if Nisha has it and do whatever needs to be done with it.
[It's...a bit depressing that a simple gesture of cooperation like accepting Xion's proposal to watch the camera on Thursday night with her ended being what kickstarted his death sentence. That's what happens when one wants to be supportive in a game like this, he guesses]
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I'll ask her about it. I don't know if it'll be of any use to us now, but it never hurts to check.