
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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[Stabbing is much easier, when your stabbing implements are a part of your body.]
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...I don't like guns and I don't use 'em.
But I do know how to use 'em.
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What's the furthest distance you can shoot with accuracy?
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I do not use guns.
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[and she had no idea wtf Damien was saying when he was talking about the rifle, which was the likely murder weapon, so. . .]
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[ who needs a gun when you can avada kedavra someone ig ]
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[for whatever that's worth. he doesn't think he'd be able to make that kind of shot even if he wanted to.]
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[He hates not knowing anything about this!!]
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Uh... I can? [ a pause. ] Kind of.
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I'm not, to be honest. I've shot one before, but I personally dislike them, and I don't own one.
[ So yeah, the secret to defeating Hannibal Lecter is to only arm him with a gun because he can't shoot for shit ]
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The only weapon I ever fought with was a sword.
[ ... and, like, Magical JRPG Abilities, but those aren't relevant here. ]
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[ using a gun like that sounds kind of scary anyway. ]
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[They're like portable rays, at most? And it isn't like he carries any of those with him, back in his world. Guns and firearms do exist, but they're used by some armies]
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[ gandr doesn't count... gandr would be like if she could just throw a bullet at someone instead of the mechanical bullshit that guns need. ]
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Didn't do it in this case, but I'm not gonna lie about it.