TRIAL I

[lesmodsalouette]

Trial

Today is going to be a loooong day. You knew that pretty shortly after waking up, didn't you? On the plus side, it means you've had some time to process the death of one of your own, or leisure time at the very least. But come midnight, the clocks in the castle all strike out in unison again. This time though, you barely have time to clutch your head before you're transported elsewhere.

Yes, you're coming in your pajamas if you were already in bed.

The place where you find yourself is obviously not the castle, that much is obvious from an immediate look alone. The look is very circus fair meets hell, minus any actual fire (for now). The walls, the lighting, the atmosphere is different, reds and purples and exposed rock face all together with furniture that should belong in a courtroom, and a carnival, not a caldera. It's a stylistic choice, for sure.

Seating consists of various stools on the outer ring, the layout suggesting that the preferred way to conduct trial is to free mingle towards the center, unless you're partaking in food and refreshments. A veritable bounty of a spread is available for you to partake as you like. There's even an entire table's worth of chocolate, cut out in various animal shapes for you to enjoy. And yes, alcohol too, because a banquet without the finest wines isn't a feast at all.

Even with all the food there's plenty of space for all of you, but do be careful around the pit in the center of this room. How deep does it go? Where does it lead? There are other unanswered questions to answer, and you've been tasked with finding out who murdered Tia. The Witch of Ruin demands a show and unfortunately you are his captive actors. He presides over all of this from a balcony above, the best seat in the house.

(( OOC: Welcome to your first trial! You'll have 7 hours (until 8 PM EDT/5 PM PDT) to vote one (1) person guilty of murder. As this is scapegoat style, a correct vote is not necessary. Please remember to vote unless otherwise discussed with the mods, as that is our AC for this game ))

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[diel]

It means I can handle pain.

[ but he's made his point, he thinks. ]

[simulacres]

Um... technically there was another Servant that I made a connection with? She was having issues with her Master, so I was just helping out.

[thesharpestroy]

...is that really what they call it?

[baebladie]

[ So it's like that, huh..... ]

[uiscebeatha]

[ Cain looks down at his own stomach, where Cerberus tore it to shreds and almost killed him. Clean, smooth, unscarred.

And then he laughs. ]

Feels like it was ages ago now. Weird, right?

[cleansheets]

[ He looks like he might start throwing hands at any second, but... ]

Fine. As far as they'll go.

[ He is wearing a nicely fitted riding jacket... But hey, it'll at least bare his wrists and a bit above. His hands are clean and so are his arms. You might see the edge of an old scar somewhere, but nothing noteworthy. He keeps himself very tidy and also smells of perfume. ]

[spotsalone]

[ Don't worry, Cain! Hickey has two functional eyes!! ]

Interested in participating?

[remainsilent]

[ Observing him and then he'll come closer ]

Is something the matter?

[arbalestrier]

Understood.

[He's not sure how much to expose, but from his observations of what other people are doing, it's just arms and hands so far. He rolls up the sleeves of his school uniform jacket, along with the shirt underneath to expose his arms up to his elbows. There are some minor scratches on his hands that extend to a bit of his wrist, although none of them break skin. There's nothing on his forearms. Also, he smells like roses?]

Do you need to see more?

[simulacres]

As far as I was told, yeah. I'm his Master and he's my Servant and we're fighting in a war for the Holy Grail.

[ THERE'S NOTHING SEXUAL ABOUT IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ]

[thesharpestroy]

[THANK YOU. She can't be the only one thinking it.]

[calamitish]

Witch is a title not a name.

[ but yeah. ]

[uiscebeatha]

[ Cain laughs. ]

I'd trust you out of principle, Goh, but fair's fair.

[ Holds out his hand! Come here!! ]

[littlegentleman]

It was in the suite, when we first woke up. I think you were still sleeping.

[No one had said anything to him, if they had noticed when he ran headfirst into the wall. Whether this was kindness or simply because everyone was individually freaked out. Junior had been perfectly fine not to bring any further attention to it.]

...it's embarrassing.

[spotsalone]

[ He nods, and then heads off to be helpful! Everyone remember this and throw him a parade later. ]

[distain]

[Yes, he has.]

I understand what you're saying. We have an obscured perspective.

[siffriend]

[ (Get a grip, Siffrin! Of course people would protest!)

But also, as a note I totally forgot to mention, Siffrin's not taking off his black gloves. Seems like there's no thought to keeping them on. ]

Yeah. I'm used to getting looked over for injuries, and stuff... but I guess others aren't.

[ So they just feel. Kind of awkward being Okay with it when people (Angelo) are being so against a simple act. ]

[dumbface]

It is?

[ ngl, that was a long speech so like, how is he expected to remember all of it ]

[lesmodsalouette]

[Congratulations on common sense measures!

The cut he produces looks similar to the cuts on the back of her clothes in terms of appearance. However, length-wise, it's hard to match some of the longer cuts with his shard -- it's too small to get good purchase without being quite forceful.]

[caporegrimme]

[Scarlet is so ? right now, can you believe it. His face looks like a kicked puppy somehow from the slight confusion]

[oncefallen]

[He nods to confirm this!]

Yes. I was actually surprised by how little blood there was considering every mirror had been broken.

[spotsalone]

Do we have another option? Now's not the time for modesty.

[ Chop chop! ]

[baebladie]

[ Oh, someone has approached. ]

...I'll go ahead.

[ He will copy what some others have done. Take off one glove, unroll bandages from his other hand which is always bandaged anyway. His hands are very scarred.

Though he just stares at Hickey afterwards. ]

[snakeblood]

What's fair about this?

[ No! ]

[cleansheets]

[ dw girls, he's right there with you. ]