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

[backuphero]

Naoya. That's... that isn't what I asked. What are you talking around?

[crouching_sin]

If you think I'm talking around something, then maybe you should ask properly.

[backuphero]

...you really think my dumb ass is that smart?

[Fuck. Fuck, he does, if he's asking.

we can pretend this was posted BEFORE the comment downthread, yes?]

[crouching_sin]

[He snickers.]

I believe in you. Go on.

[backuphero]

I don't get it. I don't get it. I don't understand -

If you didn't kill him, did she give you a reason to make it look like somebody else did? Something she didn't offer the rest of us. I don't want to think like this!

[crouching_sin]

Perhaps. It's definitely possible that she did.

[backuphero]

Yeah, and it's possible I could wake up tomorrow knowing what my father never taught me, and how to go home, and do that and live through fighting the Dark Lord. Possible doesn't mean anything, Naoya, come on!

[He is pleading, not accusing.]

[crouching_sin]

I've told you the truth, and nothing more.

[backuphero]

Then what aren't you saying?!

[Or, at least, that's what he'll wish he had time to cry out before Marie called the vote, later....]

[crouching_sin]

[Sorry. Vote time.]