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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There's going to be a lot of yelling and trashing on Jason's end, of course. While Noctis doesn't want Milla to be taking any additional injuries, Jason sure as hell doesn't have that restraint right now — and he's going to be trying to aim for her ribs and other injuries. The same goes for Noctis, though Noctis is the only person in this group smart enough to avoid getting himself injured like a dumbass. You go, Noctis.
This is all for his own good, but he's not in the mood to appreciate that right now. Might not want to let up until he's either calmed down or knocked out, since he'll keep trying to lunge at Will even while restrained.
Thanks for everything, Whole Ass.]
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hahaha how cute
but, okay. yeah. fair. see you all once he's back in the land of the conscious. y'all suck.]
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[either way, Jason's flailing manages to strike Milla right in the ribs. she yells out in pain as she recoils, hand shooting to her stomach, dropping to her knees in the process. she curls up a bit, using her other hand to brace herself against the floor, and just. tries to breathe. that may have also knocked the wind out of her]
[plz tell me you've got this Noct]
Jason! Not now!
[but eventually, right. . .?]
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you know, just enough to set jason down so he can get some of his fucking chill back, maybe.
but noct winces after that, crouching down to milla to give her a little extra support here. he's fine, he can handle a couple of bruises.]
...He'll be fine. You just take a minute, okay?
[this poor woman's ribs are never going to heal at this rate and jason is absolutely getting scolded for it later because that's what dads do.]
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[she reaches up to brace her hand on Noctis's shoulder, but her gaze is trained on Will, her eyes narrowed, and she looks. . . well. just as furious as she was when Yuna was killed, when she nearly tried to mow down the Sheriff's station in response to that]
[she, too, knows what she thinks about this. and she doesn't blame Jason one bit for how he reacted]
[in between breaths, she manages to gasp]
O-of course. . . . of course.
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but it's also not the first time jason has been reckless and emotional, and while noct can also be that way, there's also something about picking battles that should go here. it's a rough situation, in any case.
but while milla's eyes, with all her fury, are trained on will—his gaze is trained on her. in part because he doesn't want to look at will, and in part because he wants to make sure milla doesn't do anything crazy. he'll give her a couple of minutes though, before he asks:]
Think you can handle getting up? [he's not sure how severe the pain remains, but he'll help her up and back properly into a seat whenever she's ready for it.]
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Please.
[look at her, acknowledging that she needs help, and not trying to do it on her own]
I need to-- sit. . . for a while. That's all.
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Hold on, then. [she's already got her hand on his shoulder, and without much in the way of hesitation, he'll wrap his arm around the other side milla gingerly, trying to mind the injuries but help to pull her up and into her seat.]
Take it easy for a bit. [though it seems like he's just going to tiredly plop into the chair next to milla anyway, so it's fine??? probably.]
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[she doesn't say anything in response, but she leans back in her seat and tilts her head back and closes her eyes. LET HER REST. . . LET THEM ALL REST]