TRIAL IV

[lesmodsalouette]

Trial

Another Saturday, but this Saturday is your last Saturday. If everything holds, if everything works out. After all you've been through, are you capable of being an optimist? The carnival calls regardless, furniture arranged around as they always are with banquet table and pit in the middle.

This week's new offerings are: a fluffy loaf of a certain type of rye bread, a hearty beef stew and an assortment of fresh pies with candied fruit and cream.

For the last time, find out who killed two of your own: G'raha Tia and Sariel.

(( 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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[remainsilent]

[ this is how he's going to die

anyways he's taking off his bracer, gloves, jacket, and then his shirt... there's evidence of [crimes] but it's not the murderous kind. there is also the bruising from his throat, but she has already seen that before when he was choked by someone momentarily. ]

Do not say anything.

[simulacres]

[ yeah, she wishes she didn't have to see that again but not necessarily in the ptsd way. ]

I don't need to.

[uiscebeatha]

[ Looking from afar like yo... Nice, dude. Congrats! ]

[remainsilent]

[ DID YOU TOUCH HIM ]

[uiscebeatha]

[ DUDE NO I'M A FUCKING IDIOT

JUST PRETEND HE FEELS THE SINNER VIBES ]

[remainsilent]

[ it would be funnier if he comes up to touch him

then walks to a distance to be like good job you did the lewds but dh would probably throw something at him ]

[uiscebeatha]

[ walking over to him JUST to touch him to see that he, in fact, sinned ]

[arbalestrier]

[Squinting suspiciously.]

[simulacres]

[ she sees the suspicion on his face and she has to turn and shake her head. ]

It... isn't the threat you think it might be.

[cleansheets]

... they're all animals.

[ He's judging all this non-murder crime evidence everywhere SO hard... ]

[divineth]

[Hopefully they weren't doing that in the tea room...]

[remainsilent]

[ THEY WERE NOT ]

[baebladie]

[ Or were they? No one will ever know. Not truly. ]

[arbalestrier]

[He looks around at everyone's reactions in mild confusion, then turns back to Ayaka.]

Hmm... If you say so. It seems there's more than one person with similar marks as well...

[remainsilent]

Blade left these on me earlier in the week. I returned the favor.

[ he is fucking embarrassed here ]

[arbalestrier]

So you were sparring, then.

[..]

I'd advise you not to hit each other on the throat, then. It could be fatal with enough force.

[baebladie]

[ ...well...

Blade looks at Dan Heng and then Sousuke because this wasn't...sparring... ]

[arbalestrier]

[Looks back at everyone else because this is kind of sus...]

[uiscebeatha]

[ God, this exchange is so funny, because he can actually see Sousuke today.

So Cain is going to gently lean over and whisper quietly to him: ]

If it is what I think it is, [ judging by the atrocious vibes here ] then they probably weren't sparring. It was probably from something more, uh, intimate.

[ Patting him awkwardly on the shoulder... ] Don't worry about it.

[arbalestrier]

Hmm...

[He doesn't really seem like he actually gets it, but this gets him to move off the whole 'maybe sariel suckerpunched him in the throat theory'.]

Very well. I'll put it out of my mind.

[At least until Angelo comes right out and says it uh]

[remainsilent]

Has anyone ever told you that you inspire the urge to smack you?

[ Just sighing ]

If it makes it easier for you, we'll call it sparring. I can verify the marks I've left on him as he can do the same for me.

[antemeridian]

[ temporarily manifests homura here briefly to just stare and judge. ]

[fourtuity]

Anything.

[ Sorry, what did you expect from her? ]

[remainsilent]

Clover.

[coldseep]

( thank god for his ship )