THE SECOND TRIAL

[strangerpeople]

THE SECOND TRIAL

[Soon after the failed attempt to contact the dead, the tell-tale alarm suddenly rings out, rattling everyone's teeth alongside Marie's voice.]

ATTENTION! EMERGENCY ALERT! PLEASE GO TO THE ELEVATORS IMMEDIATELY!! HMHMHMMM! I WILL NEVER GET TIRED OF SAYING THAT...!

[And so, once again, the elevators bring everyone back down to the trial room, where the table has been...altered, slightly, color-wise, to reflect those who are no longer among you. And once more, upon entering the force field, weapons disappear - and powers fail to work.

Bottson hops up onto the center of the table, transmitting the evidence found.]

heRe yOU Are eVerYBOdy! THe sUsPECt lISt!



YoU cAN Do THiS!


[Above everyone once more is Marie, floating around in her hover platform.]

WELL, WELL! FANCY MEETING YOU ALL HERE AGAIN! I GUESS YOU ALL FAILED TO KEEP THAT GUY ALIVE, HUH?? AHAHAHA!!

WELL, LET'S SEE IF YOU CAN GET WHO DID IT THIS TIME, HMM??

Comments

[crouching_sin]

... Fine.

[Naoya walks over and... attempts to figure out how to even kick while wearing this sort of outfit. He drops into... some kind of stance. It's not clear what exactly it is. He pushes off and kicks!]

[... Sort of. It's a bad kick. A very obviously fake bad kick, and he whiffs entirely, his foot landing near Passepartout's.]

Ugh! Why? This is ridiculous.

[leftthelighton]

I see.

[ Pass crosses his arms and gives Naoya a 'really now?' sort of look. ]

[crouching_sin]

This is the dumbest.

[leftthelighton]

Indeed. Your fake attempt was 'the dumbest'.

[crouching_sin]

Because if I injure you then the others aren't going to let me live it down. Do you think I want to stick around with people who are mad at me?

[leftthelighton]

So you risk what happened to that young man, instead?

That is rather faulty logic to me.

[crouching_sin]

If you've never had to sit with a group of people that includes someone you've injured by accident for a long period of time, I envy you.

[leftthelighton]

You have no idea who I've sat with, sir. There is not much to envy there.

[ Other than Fogg, but he will not taint his name by mentioning him in a place such as this. ]