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15strangers2019-08-02 11:52 pm
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THE SECOND TRIAL
[Soon after the finals clues are found, there is a beep on everyone's watch. Then, the Conductor's voice echoes through the jail once more.]
Attention. All passengers of the Eventide, please come to the building in the courtyard. If you are not a passenger, you must have a ticket to enter.
[A ticket? Oh boy. And everyone's suspicions are confirmed when they come to the courtyard and find people-many of them who had been fleeing the prison that very morning-queuing in line to enter the building. Not the Strangers-they are immediately escorted in.
They find themselves in a courtroom, with them sitting at podiums in the center. Above them in the ceiling is a retractable dome; all around on the walls are large screens, so people can watch the proceedings no matter their location. People are filing in, even as a recorded voice drones that the jail isn't responsible for lives lost during the trial-or the sentencing.
Hm.
Lilac is in the judge's seat, the pangolin in her hands. Nearby, the captured animals-sans the rabbit, for some reason, and the sheep-are inside another pen that has been set up. The force field seems to have been quickly erected. After announcing the court proceedings and registering her right to magistrate, as she did the previous week, she clears her throat.]
[There's not much else to do. There is the option to ask for the concessions they are selling to everyone, though its mostly water and popcorn. Otherwise, you are once again on a time limit. This time, the audience is watching. Their eyes stare hungrily at every action.

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[No. No, no... Minato had wanted to find Atsushi's killer, promised he would, but... He'd tried so hard not to think about what would happen to that person. Now, faced with a confession, another confession, he can't not. And it's Eliza.
He feels like everything inside him has just....dropped away, leaving a void.]
....He....said we'd put a stop to this...
[No, no, no, no, no, no, no....]
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not a gagtag this time
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Ris leaves her podium and goes over to his – hello, Frumpkin – and places her hand on his arm.]
Minato.
I know you hate this. I don't want to do this either. That doesn't mean we just shut down.
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At least he gasps for breath, at least he says....well, he says something.]
The walls.... Walls aren't bleeding...
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...Minato. I know that you're hurting, but I need you to focus on me for a moment. You need to vote, or I will be forced to do it for you, and I do not want to take that choice away from you.
You do not need to watch what comes next, but you need to remember that you must keep moving forward. Do you understand?
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Choose of your own free will. Will you break under the mistakes under the past, or fight to change the future?
cw: self-harm, fingore
Of the future he's certain his world doesn't have.
But he has to vote, he has to, RGB said so.
He made a promise to Atsushi....
At the very last minute, he puts his vote in, then stares at his hands where they rest on the podium. His right hand still has a blue ribbon wrapped around it and tied at the wrist. He's still for a few moments....
But with the speed of a champion boxer, his left hand raises and slams onto the podium as hard as he can. It's enough force to shatter his glass bones. And it hurts like hell, but he's not screaming this time.
He can't stop shaking...]
cw: fingore
Minato!!
[Powers bless her, she tries to stop him, but even if Ris had the speed to stop him, she assuredly does not have the strength.
She winces at the sickening crunch, knowing damn well what that means.
Unable to do anything else, she just stays where she is, her hand on his arm in some small show of support as she's shaking like a leaf, as well.]
cw: still fingore, mentioned impalement
The sound of glass bones shattering breaks something in him; for this reason, perhaps he could be forgiven for shouting, for shaking this idiot for harming himself like this.]
WHY?!
[He starts shaking, his grip on Minato's shoulders the only thing seeming to keep him up as he just sort of... deflates. Cyan splashes the floor at their feet, the image of a small body impaled on a tree burned into his mind the way the last image on an old television screen lingers even after the screen is turned off.]
Why are you all so damnably fragile...?
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Drink this.
[And then he walks away, because he's got his own shit to deal with right now.]
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It will be a while before she finds the strength to stand again.]
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[She’s not leaving you like this even if... she’d been a bit foolish herself earlier. She’s sticking by you.]
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...if it has to be someone else, I want to say it should be me but... I know there are people that upsets. So... I think the least we can do... for Atsushi’s sake... is chase the truth.
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[He can't finish the sentence, not knowing who that person is. But.... Atsushi absolutely didn't deserve any of this. He'd been so certain, so determined.]
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I know. And... we did. We... owe him this much. I don’t agree with the means, but... no one else deserves to die for this either. She... knew what she was risking. The price was just that important. So... we have to make sure that we find her family for her.
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[He can't take this. Why is it always like this?]