[ WEEK FIVE – 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

[sating]

[ Hannibal looks a bit surprised at first, but he nods without hesitation. ]

Well, of course. I have no problem doing so, but no one ever asked or offered to do the same for me.

[ He's European. He's very comfortable with himself. ]

If someone would like to search me, absolutely.

[hydrokinetics]

[...THERE ARE TWENTY SHADES OF REGRETS ON PERCY'S FACE SUDDENLY.]

I...guess...I can? Given Chane's injuries it should be obvious, right? [Wails internally. It's fine! They're both guys, it's fine.] Uh. Whenever you're ready. Unless someone else volunteers to check.

[Anytime now, guys.]

[bittybat]

I'll do it.

[hydrokinetics]

Sit the fuck down, Damian.

[You're ten!!!]

[bittybat]

Get out of the way, Jackson. You're wasting time. [YOU'RE NOT HIS REAL DAD!!!!! his real dad got shot by jason in the post office]

Remove your clothes, Lecter.

[hydrokinetics]

Damian. Sit. Down. I'll take care of it just...go sit down.

[bittybat]

[hydrokinetics]

[And since Milla's taking care of it, Percy's doing as he did yesterday and he's picking Damian up by his shirt and carrying him away BYEEEEE]

[insincerely]

I'd volunteer if you're feeling insecure about your sexuality or whatever, but...

[Uh, blind.]

[hydrokinetics]

This is not the time to take cracks at my sexuality, dude. [But just for that, Shinnosuke gets a light punch to his shoulder? Jerk.]

[insincerely]

Would you have preferred me taking cracks about your self-image?

[says the guy who's shorter and probably skinnier than percy but whatever]

[hydrokinetics]

Man, sure, why not? [Shinnosuke....] Save it for later though.

[insincerely]

[Gotta be a little shit to someone BECAUSE HIS USUAL TARGET AKA SEI IS DEAD. :(]

Yes, yes.

[thatsthespirit]

[boys boys???]

Percy, if you need help, I have no qualms with offering my assistance.

[SHE'S AT LEAST AN ADULT and she doesn't care about naked bodies]

[hydrokinetics]

[YOU KNOW. OKAY.]

Thanks Milla, that'd be awesome. Be thorough, okay?

[thatsthespirit]

[MILLA MAXWELL SWOOPING IN TO SAVE THE DAY. AGAIN]

Of course. You can count on me.

[sating]

...I would prefer it not be conducted by someone so young. I'm sorry, Damian.

[ yeah you're ten ]

[bittybat]

I've been alive for ten years. That doesn't mean I'm an idiot.

[THIS DISRESPECT.]

[sating]

[ DAMIAN... ]

I'm not implying that you're an idiot. But that simply isn't enough years.

[ He's just not going to explain further... He'll dig himself into a conversation he does not want to have... ]

[bittybat]

Irrelevant. I have a complete understanding of the male anato--

[Oh, okay... bye, Dr. Lecter.] Jackson!

Put me down!

[sating]

[ Hannibal's eyes open quite wide as Damian starts to talk, but oh. Oh, thank god, Percy is truly a hero. As Damian gets whisked away, Hannibal looks to Percy, and without saying anything, gives him the most thankful look possible. Thank you for saving him from that conversation, Percy, good lord. ]

[thatsthespirit]

[THANK YOU PERCY JACKSON]

All right. If you're comfortable with this, I'll check you over, Dr. Lecter.

[sating]

Absolutely. I'm... sorry it turned into such a fuss?

[ He's really not sure how that happened... But Hannibal is actually just as shameless as Milla is, potentially surprisingly. He strips down, and indeed, like squee says, he's a big, hairy bear of a man.

But after all that, there are no recent injuries at all. Literally only those old, sketchy injuries on his poster. ]

[hydrokinetics]

[No problem Dr. Dad. Percy's probably even grinning a little before whistling while carrying a small child by his neck so. You know. Yeah let's not have this conversation. As you were with Milla.]

[impulsiveness]

[bless you, percy jackson.]