[ WEEK FOUR – TRIAL ]

[sheriffexe]

TRIAL

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. If there are any questions, please shoot a message to this journal or to robowest.

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Comments

[feminitis]

I...

[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...

[impulsiveness]

[He shakes his head. He doesn't want her to have Ezio's blood on her hands, either. Even though Ezio totally killed a dude, anyway.]

[feminitis]

...I'm capable of this, Mister Jason. It wouldn't... be the first time I've had to kill somebody that I respected.

[impulsiveness]

Doesn't matter. I'm not letting you kill someone here.

[Regardless of what she says, the emotional strain is hard to miss.]

[feminitis]

[well

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]

[impulsiveness]

[........... can he hug her. because that's what he's going to want to do.

if not, a hand on her shoulder works, too. gosh dang it sei????]

[feminitis]

[She won't stop him from hugging her, but she will cry all over his shirt.

Sorry Jason.]

[impulsiveness]

[That is fine. Get ready to be held until you stop crying, Sei?]

[ceded]

Seizaburo....!

[ limping here to hold onto her arm, thank you ]

Don't ....

[ do this to yourself. ]

[feminitis]

Miss Xion, I've - I've taken many lives already. ...at home. I... I know how to do it cleanly, and quickly. He won't suffer.

[She probably doesn't meet Ezio's "someone older" request though.]

[ceded]

Even if you have--! [ ... ] Isn't this ... hurting you? You don't have to make it worse on yourself...

[feminitis]

I just - I don't...

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...!

[thatsthespirit]

[Sei. . .]

Are you certain?

[Milla also feels like she could do it, but Sei seemed to be greatly affected by Ezio's confession]

[feminitis]

...if Mister Auditore doesn't object, I... I'm certain.

[thatsthespirit]

[glances a Ezio, expression neutral]

It seems he has a few specific requests. Can you speak. . . ah. "Italian?"

[feminitis]

...no, but I...

[She bites her lip.]

...I'll spend tonight with him. If he'll teach me, I - I'll do what I can.

[thatsthespirit]

[mmm. everyone else seems to be against Sei doing this herself, but Milla. . . ]

[well]

[Milla respects her. and so, she nods]

All right. If you insist.

[feminitis]

...it seems like Sensei would be a better pick, but...

[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.

[thatsthespirit]

Honestly. . . I feel the same. [and has voted for herself as executioner in the past because she knows she can be humane and merciful about it] But you seem very determined about it this week. While I don't want you to have to kill anyway, I respect your agency.

[hydrokinetics]

Absolutely not.

[feminitis]

Why..?!

[you're not her real dad]

[hydrokinetics]

[LET HIM DAD YOU even if he's a few years younger than her.]

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?

[feminitis]

[she's an aDULT]

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.]

[hydrokinetics]

Then hold off because you don't fill his requirements. [His tone is firm because yeah, Sei, you're not inspiring a ton of confidence here.] And back home is back home. You haven't killed anyone here, have you?

[feminitis]

...only because I don't fill his requirements.

[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...