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]

I don't know her enough to care about her either.

[ despite his smile, his hand clenches protectively around the wooden buck inside his jacket pocket. ]

[spotsalone]

[ Hm. ]

Are you all right, Yoru?

[diel]

She wants to take them from me. Us.

[ his hand clenches so hard, his knuckles turn white. ]

[divineth]

Yoru, she is trying to understand what hath happened, the same as any of us.

We must needs take what information we learn from this to find the true culprit. It may yield us more clues.

[He hates that Siffrin is in danger here, but they can't lose focus now.]

[diel]

Do you care more about the truth than about us? We didn't choose to be here.

[divineth]

[He lowers his head.]

...Nay, I do not. I wish this had not come to pass, not without more certainty.

[diel]

Then - don't vote for him. Urianger, we don't have to vote for him!

[divineth]

[Firmly,]

I do not intend to.

[fourtuity]

[ clover looks at him over here, eyes staring. not judging, but more...realizing, maybe. this place is almost worse than nevada. ]

[diel]

[ but is it tho... on a scale of one to nevada, how lame is ish ]

[simulacres]

[ she just came from nevada and she can say that nevada is pretty bad. ]

[fourtuity]

[ florida ]

[spotsalone]

[ He casts a quick glance toward Andrew. ]

I wouldn't blame Andrew. We're running out of time to find the true killer, is all. We've not much to go on.

[ He gently tugs at Yoru's sleeve in an attempt to free his hand from his pocket. ]

Here, give us your hand. We'll get through this.

[diel]

Didn't you say...? Earlier you said if they'd been the one attacked, and it was self-defense, that you wouldn't - !

[ he jerks his arm away, revealing the stained wooden buck in his hand. but it's clenched tight in his fist and he won't give it over. ]

[spotsalone]

I did say, yes.

[ He doesn't press for the buck. He thought he saw some exchange between Siffrin and Yoru earlier, but he's not interested in coming between that. ]

Is that what you'd like to do? Vote for ourselves?

[diel]

Just don't vote for him.

[spotsalone]

[ Hickey nods firmly. ]

You have my word.