TRIAL II

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Trial

At least this time you were given ample time to wreck your sleep schedule before the clocks gong at midnight (no apologies for such little sleep in the first place withstanding). The carnival looks just as you remember it, with the banquet and drinks refreshed. The spread is the same as before with two new additions: a platter of cute cupcakes that might remind you of someone, along with baozi of all types.

Like before, mind the pit in the middle and settle in to vote out the guilty party for the death of Siobhan "Shiv" Roy. With the benefit of experience, maybe this will be a little bit easier? With the mood weather lifted, there won't be any floods at trial at least.

(( 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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[ocenon]

[ The dig doesn't really seem to bother him, as his hand settles on the sword on his hip. ]

Enough blood is being spilt. Don't do anything rash.

[ He will eye the healing spray whenever that manifests, though, and not do anything otherwise if they're giving it to her. ]

[diel]

[ when he manages to contain the hate, a wild roiling agony, he’ll stumble toward siffrin. he doesn’t look at them: ]

Our promise… You promised.

[fourtuity]

I don't know how to make it from scratch, but I'll see what I can do.

[siffriend]

[ ...

A smile. ]

I'll keep it. I wouldn't break it for the world, Yoru.

[fourtuity]

[ florida ]

[coldseep]

( Unfortunately, then, Andrew lives another day.

He closes his eyes for a few moments, collecting himself. )

... And how do you feel now?

[ocenon]

Apologies, but I won't.

[oncefallen]

Sariel...

[In this moment, he hates the fact that fallen angels feel emotion so much more intensely than angels.]

[allrounder]

Siffrin.

[ A breath in, and a slow one out. ]

Would that I could change the outcome.

[diel]

[ just the slightest of nods. ]

[siffriend]

Hmm.

[ ... ]

The way I do before a loop resets. When I've gotten to the end, and I'm talking to the Head Housemaiden, and she's repeating the same thing she has the other dozens of times. Frustrated and wishing she'd just get it over with, so I could try again.

[ (Loop might have to take the stage after all.

They might be able to do something, since you can't.) ]

[coldseep]

( yall can run but you cant hide )

[coldseep]

( gripping this beautiful tag he is so ride or die for you guys you will not believe )

[siffriend]

It's okay, G'raha. I wish I could've changed it, too.

[ (Not that you know who did it, still.

Not that you ever will.

But

at least it was you, and not someone else, you guess. It's like being the only one who remembers all over again.) ]

... I'm glad, though... that out of anyone there, she picked me. I wouldn't want to see you or Cain accused.

[ Sorry Angelo you are not in the friend circle but you are pretty cool. ]

[coldseep]

That sounds like an interesting story.

( Rote for Siffrin, maybe, who's lived it a million times, but already novel to Hwylryn in just a few words. )

Do you think you'll have the time to tell it to me?

( Siffrin, likely, has other people they're closer to. Hwylryn won't particularly ask them for their last supper, given his is a more recent attachment.

But if they're made of time now that it's running out, he still wants to know them. )

[the_obedient_servant]

[Ignoring his words, they say instead.]

I know what it's like to die too sick to walk or stand.

[arbalestrier]

[His eyes narrow at Ish's announcement, but he's good at keeping a poker face, if nothing else.]

[allrounder]

[ He shakes his head. That's no good either! All of this is terrible. ]

Yet you have loved ones you must return to as well. That it has to be any of us at all is an outrage.

[ That they have to sit here for hours and deliberate on who to pin a verdict on, on who to kill next.

Which reminds him of just a little while earlier. ]

I... apologize for questioning you. But I believed that you would be honest with me if I were to ask. [ And Siffrin was honest, which is why G'raha took his answer at face value. He places a hand on their shoulder, and wow, it's really convenient that they're basically the same height. ] Is there aught I could do for you to forgive me for my transgression?

[siffriend]

Yeah. I've got stories I can share, and... people, too.

[ Hwylryn had loved ones he'd do anything for. So does Siffrin.

(Maybe that's why, when Cain told all...

... You wanted to reach out, a little. Like you did with Odile.) ]

So... um. I'll make time. I guess.

[ lamely, trying to. be normal about all this. ]

[siffriend]

[ Siffrin can see the hand, so they do their best not to flinch-- it ends with them freezing instead, (counting the seconds, these so precious now,) and tilting their head slightly as if in thought. ]

There's nothing to forgive. But... I guess you can tell me what "colors" you are. [ ... ] I'd like to know.

[ A small, selfish thing, even if... "colors" don't translate to Siffrin's vision. The shades that make up G'raha require names. ]

[coldseep]

... Don't rush.

( Take your time with whoever comes before. )

I'll wait however long it takes.

[ocenon]

As do I. That doesn't mean you can make that decision for others.

[allrounder]

'Tis a paltry favor you place upon me. I shall have to make it up to you in another way later, I think.

[ Later, though there isn't much time at all. He'll think of something. He has to. ]

My hair and my eyes are red. Shall I detail my clothes for you as well?

[the_obedient_servant]

Do you think I mean to kill her?

[siffriend]

[ So that's "red" too, like the roses. Like blood. Like the sunset, dipping beneath the sea's horizon... ]

Please.