[ WEEK SIX – 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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[thatsthespirit]

[UH WELL, PERCY'S TELLING HIM ABOUT THE BASEBALL BAT, SO. . .]

. . .

Can you tell us what she said?

[impulsiveness]

She didn't do it.

[He believed her, of course.]

[thatsthespirit]

[naturally]

Then why are you so certain the Sheriff delivered her to Will?

[impulsiveness]

He thinks she killed his boyfriend. She got taken out of our room. They're both missing.
Do the math, Milla.

[thatsthespirit]

[the math that they all did at the beginning of this trial]

I thought you might have something more concrete, that's all.

[impulsiveness]

I'm sorry.

[... for being useless, he means.]

[thatsthespirit]

Jason. . .

. . . it isn't your fault.

[impulsiveness]

[She can say that all she wants, but it doesn't make it true. This is the second time in a row he's failed to save someone he promised to protect. Bruce would have figured something out, some clever solution to this problem. But Jason isn't Bruce and he will never be.

He's just a washed up idiot who thought he could make a difference.

So turning his face away from Milla, he offers her nothing but a brief nod. Something to get her to leave him be.]

[thatsthespirit]

[it works, if only because they're mid-trial and she doesn't have time to press. she does let out a small sigh, her expression flickering into something akin to sadness, before she nods and turns away]

[they're gonna talk about stuff later Jason!]