
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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[Sei takes a deep breath.]
If nobody - if nobody has a personal reason to want to do it, I'll... volunteer. I-I don't want anyone here to have Mister Auditore's blood on their hands, if it can be avoided...
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[Regardless of what she says, the emotional strain is hard to miss.]
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i hope you enjoy crying crossdressers, jason, because that's what you're stuck with now, and she's crying too hard to even argue with him]
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if not, a hand on her shoulder works, too. gosh dang it sei????]
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Sorry Jason.]
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[ limping here to hold onto her arm, thank you ]
Don't ....
[ do this to yourself. ]
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[She probably doesn't meet Ezio's "someone older" request though.]
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If it can avoided, I don't want to see his blood on someone else's hands...! This is bad enough already, it's not fair...!
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Are you certain?
[Milla also feels like she could do it, but Sei seemed to be greatly affected by Ezio's confession]
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It seems he has a few specific requests. Can you speak. . . ah. "Italian?"
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[She bites her lip.]
...I'll spend tonight with him. If he'll teach me, I - I'll do what I can.
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[well]
[Milla respects her. and so, she nods]
All right. If you insist.
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[She bites her lip.]
...in the future... I'll gladly take this task as long as it spares someone else from having blood on their hands.
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[you're not her real dad]
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Because it's not right for you to have blood on your hands when it's unnecessary! [A deep breath.] Seizaburo, please. We're losing numbers fast and we won't always be able to avoid one of us doing this, but it doesn't have to be now...okay?
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But - I... I already have blood on my hands! I can't even count how many people I killed back home, I...
[she's also a crybaby though so. yeah. confidence-inspiring... not.]
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[If she filled them she would fight harder for this.]
I - I don't... [She shakes her head, looking glum.] ...we all have... with our votes, I just...
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