T̢H͜E̵͟ ͏́͡TH͘͢I͠͞R͜͡͝D̷̶ ̛͞T̴R͏̨Į̷A̵̧L̡̨̀

[strangerpeople]

T̢H͜E̵͟ ͏́͡TH͘͢I͠͞R͜͡͝D̷̶ ̛͞T̴R͏̨Į̷A̵̧L̡̨̀

Attention, Strangers. It's time for the trial now.

Please bring whatever you see fit and not anything against the rules.

[And so it is, that the Strangers must come once more to the elevators, to the room where the force field sits and their podiums wait. Three more people are now Xed out, as if they never existed.

Once everyone is in place, five podiums light up red.]

THE BRITTLE	THE DISCORD	THE ENEMY	THE FORLORN
				THE JOVIAN

Once again, two bodies have been discovered. It sure is tragic. Please remember to vote accordingly.

[There is no hesitation, no pause, before the clock begins, and the ticking echoes through the chamber. The evidence is there for the remaining Strangers to see, and organize. Voting must happen to ensure justice. What else is there to say, then?

The trial for the murders of Vita Clotilde-Morris, the Bad Luck, and Jonathan Morris, the Double, has begun.]

Comments

[katzenpfote]

No one should have to, King. But we live a life on the road, in danger. You're not... in that sort of situation.

[unwittingking]

I...you're not going to give up, no matter what, are you?

[No matter what, it's going to be the same.]

[katzenpfote]

[He just smiles at King.]

What kind of family would I be if I was?

[unwittingking]

[He laughs. Tears are still rolling down his cheeks, but he laughs.]

Probably not the best, I guess.

Thank you.

[katzenpfote]

[He wipes the tears away with his sleeve and nods.]

We've got this.

[unwittingking]

[He still doesn't want this, but...not much he can do about it, is there?]

I believe you.