
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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So Milla found out that whoever drugged Lust had to ask for the toxin by name. We ... should make a list of anyone who would know that kind of drug by name.
[ Which. Makes her uncomfortable. Dr Dad.......................... ]
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Guess we're not going to know what that toxin was, huh?
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[ she. wouldn't know ]
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I wouldn't expect the average person to be able to name toxins, but I don't think we have a very average bunch here.
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[ Look, she's not saying this cheerfully. ]
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[ That. Narrows things considerably, in a scary way. ]
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[She hates to say this, but...]
Mister Russell might... given where he was before he was here.
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We have to at least put his name on the list.
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Uhm... I wasn't at a hospital, so... I was never near poisons. . . I don't know anything about them?
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[ russell she's so sorry this isn't personal ]
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[pauses to think. she's trying to keep herself as detached as she can]
Ezio, perhaps. . .? Considering his profession?
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... And Seizaburo, Jason, you don't need to hit me for this. Geez.
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[SHE'S JUST SAYING]
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then she just pokes him in the shoulder instead]
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So that's you, Russell, Eliot, Dr. Lecter... and maybe Ezio, so far.
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I would be able to name a few if I had to.
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[ . . . ]
Solving murders.
[ like duh of course they know what lethal toxins are out there. ]
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Well, that adds you and Jason to the list. Which gives us... six people so far.
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It doesn't really sound like that's what we're dealing with, but you can put my name on the list too if you think that counts, Miss Xion.
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