TRIAL II

[lesmodsalouette]

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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[diel]

Nothing was missing or disturbed there, if I remember correctly. But why else would you open a door? To go in. Maybe they simply had to go back because the people there had seen them before the spell took effect.

[distain]

You think the culprit could be one of the people there.

[Andrew does a little listening. A lot of listening, actually, to the conversations that have been happening in lieu of narrowing things down.

She had been hoping that, if it was one of them, they might out themselves in the ensuing discussion, but Yoru has cut the corners here a little bit, at least.]

Any fingers to point just yet?

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[diel]

[ he has ten beautiful fingers and - ]

[diel]

[ he will not be pointing at anyone in the solarium. ]

I am not voting for any of them.

[simulacres]

Because they're your friends, right?

[diel]

I've decided they're mine.

[siffriend]

[ (Oh.

You feel warm.) ]

[simulacres]

I see. I don't really get it, but...

[ she nods, understanding that maybe it's not the right time to ask. maybe it can be a conversation for a later time. ]

[cleansheets]

[ Look, he is perfectly aware that this is probably about the other three people who spent the night in the Solarium and not him but also...

HELLO????? ]

[diel]

[ he can add one more, it's fine. welcome to the club... *checks smudged writing on hand* ... antelope shapley. ]

[allrounder]

[ HUH????? ]

[diel]

[ GOOD MORNING ]

[the_obedient_servant]

Fool.

[There's no particular venom in it.]

[diel]

Well, maybe!

[ is chara enjoying the show? ]

[antline]

[CONGRATS ON THE HAREM]

[diel]

[ THANK YOU it's a water lily thing, y'know how it be ]

[arbalestrier]

[.........?]

Did you purchase them?

[diel]

I have them on loan. I know they can't stay.

[uiscebeatha]

[ ...

He presses the heel of his palm over the (imagined, perhaps) prick in his left eye, feigning a headache. Shut up, this isn't your business. ]

[diel]

... Cain?

[ what was that? ]

[distain]

[She heard that discussion, too. Andrew tilts her head to the side.]

I don't know that I can agree to that plan.

Is it because you don't want to see the events of the last judgment repeat?

[And that one, on Sunday! Even though she was delirious and ill for it and may have missed a lot of it in the whirlwind of death and dramatics and Ish being very himself.]

[diel]

Then don't. You can vote for me if you can't come up with a name.

[ but he looks confused when she mentions the last execution. oh, that. what had he been like then? he'd... been worried about hwylryn... right. ]

I guess, but it'll happen either way, right?

[distain]

To you, if you're the one telling people to throw in your name.

[But she thinks a little longer, her voice turning closer to the far-off contemplation he would have heard in the observatory before.]

Do you think they'd resent you for sacrificing your life just for their sake?

[This is a distraction, though, so she'll get back to the mystery at hand quickly enough.]

[simulacres]

[ oh, she gives him a hurt look. ]

I don't want you to sacrifice yourself if you didn't do it, Yoru.

[ didn't he say they were friends? ]

[uiscebeatha]

[ It can't be. Cain doesn't like the prospect that any of them would be, so he steps forward, gazing at Miss Grace's voice. ]

If I may—

The solarium sits in the crucial pathway between the stairwell and the salon, and the front doors.

My guess is that, if in an attempt to escape, whoever it was may have temporarily decided to escape upstairs, but then changed their mind and went outside instead.

[ Since that's where the body was ultimately found.

He balls a fist and thumps it over his heart. ]

I will gladly vouch for G'raha, Siffrin, and the lieutenant, as they have vouched for me.