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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robowest2017-02-11 12:00 pm
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What did you do to injure your hands, Percy?
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I couldn't find her killer, Dr. Lecter. But at least I knew the stocks were an accomplice. [So he beat the shit out of those instead.]
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[ His comment is wry, though still tinged with a bit of sadness for Percy's sake. But still, he nods, understanding. ]
Just be careful not to punch too hard in the future, should you be inclined to. I'd like to keep the treatments I have to give to people to a minimum.
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Sure thing. [A nod toward Jason though.] But you can probably at least rely on Jason a little. He knows enough basic first aid that he could help out on some of the more minor stuff. He's the one who patched my hands.
[But they can discuss that later. He just nods his thanks and moves out of the way.]