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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robowest2017-02-04 12:00 pm
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[...]
Thank you for everything during these three weeks. You were a good roommate. I'm sorry things turned out wrong in such unexpected ways.
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... I put you in danger by asking you to watch the camera with me. You're paying ... for my mistakes. I don't think I can ever make it up to you. But...
[ She curls her other hand around one of the bars, too, staring up at him. There is so much pain in her, but there's steel, too. ]
I'll do my best ... to keep fighting. I won't let you down, Tarvek. Not again.
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[You haven't let him down, Xion, don't worry]
So what'll you do now? Anything in mind for next week that hopefully doesn't involve wandering around at nighttime?
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I want to go with Damian to talk to the Sheriff about what we can do with the camera from now on. He had some good ideas. It shouldn't stay with any one person anymore. And ... I want to see if I can learn more about your project.
[ Xion meets his eyes again. They don't know right now if Tarvek will survive. But she has to ready herself like he won't, because if she hopes, and he dies...
... no, she'll prepare herself for the worst. ]
I'm going to talk to the Sheriff, too.
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[And since it's unknown if Milla asked Nisha for the camera, who knows who has it. Handwave away whatever happens, I guess!]
I recommend you try to wrap the camera in some sturdy material. It's possible some future culprit will try to destroy it, it'd be good to make sure that won't be easy for them.
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[ The other woman. The one Tarvek has to duel tomorrow. ]
I'll try and ask about it.
[ She watches him give advice, and perhaps improbably, a smile curls up the corners of her mouth. Smiling, of course, just makes her want to cry all over again. ]
Is ... there anything in our room you want me to take care of?
[ ... just in case. ]
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[Well it isn't in his room, but here's his pocketwatch, the one he showed during the trial]
If I survive tomorrow I'd appreciate you giving it back to me, but if I don't live then I want you to have it. It's nothing special, but it's the only thing I have from my world.
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... I'm sorry I argued with you at the trial, [ she whispers. ] I ... it was so stupid.
[ It's no small piece of her that thinks that might have played a part in swaying people's votes. ]
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You were upset, I had done something wrong...it wasn't stupid. I shouldn't have gone to Riku instead of talking to you.
[Although it's possible admitting he had talked to Riku like less than 24 hours before his death may have made him look more suspicious. Who knows]
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It doesn't matter how you found out about me. I wish you'd talked to me, but ... I don't mind you knowing. [ She looks up again, and the look on her face might be a smile. ] I trust you.