THE FIRST TRIAL

[strangerpeople]

THE FIRST TRIAL
(~SK. 3-4)


[When the investigation wraps up, there is a low, rumbling <D O N G, which vibrates throughout the ship. This is followed by the sound of creaking doors opening on the D Deck-the locked doors at the end of the hall.

Zero's voice speaks through the ship once this happens.]

The Investigation has ended. It is time for the Trial. Please proceed into the theater.

I suggest you be quick about it.

[And when you do...you will find a completely empty theater. There is a higher level, but this is currently blocked off by ropes, as is the stage itself. Anyone who attempts to jump the ropes will find themselves knocked on their butts; it seems there's no choice but to go to the podiums, located in the orchestra area of the theater. Notably, the podiums for bunks 6 and 7 are empty, draped with black crinoline and adorned with a photo of the deceased. And in the center of the podiums is...a birthday cake with some confetti surrounding it, along with some drinks. No indication whose birthday it is, but that's pretty much all you'll see in this otherwise very bare, quiet place.



CW: animal death

Unless, of course, you're the Eye. If you're the Eye, you will see every seat filled, if not by a root or vine, then by a...thing with glowing red eyes. One of these...things tries to move towards Anya-and immediately, after suddenly glowing red, thunks over sideways, it's head popping off with an almost comical P O P. The majority of the other...things stare at it before resuming their...whatever they're doing, while one of the things sitting next to it looks over, then towards the stage, then slowly hops off the seat and out the door.

Oh, and he doesn't even get his own podium. Aoi and Makima, good luck to you-Roland's been squeezed in between you, forced to take podium 3. You get to also see what he sees.

Once everyone's in place, A large wide screen....screen schlllorps from the stage, and Zero's face pops in once it turns on.]


Welcome to the Trial. Please, enjoy the refreshments. You will be here until you have either convicted the correct culprit-or, the culprit successfully gets away with it. If you have not familiarized yourself with the guidelines, I suggest you do so now.

All evidence is also available for review on your watches, if need be. Take your time, but...do not delay. Justice must be served.

[Well? No reason to delay. Power is dead. Very dead. And now it is time to figure out who would kill her with explogurt for a cheeseburger-if that's even what happened.


The trial of Power, The Drop, has begun.]

Comments

[threwabone]

What, so her own power killed her?

Even better! I didn't do it, she did it to herself, thanks for clearing that up, can I go back to bed now?!

[lovedthemost]

No. Because that does not solve the yogurt cup issue, or the vomit. Not to mention the bloody prints. [he tilts his head at her]

Perhaps the original intent was poison. Did you give her the poisoned yogurt, then when she realized what you'd done, accidentally activated her power, which neither of you suspected, and caught you in the blast? Is that why you had to stumble out to the bathroom? Because the shrapnel of her exploded body caught you in the blast--resulting in unsuspected blood--but the gruesome sight also caused you to vomit? Therefore, you had to get rid of the blood and the vomit on your breath.

[threwabone]

No, I didn't fucking give her anything, because she-

[Immediately clamping her mouth shut before she can say any more.]

[lovedthemost]

[oh. Brain just

arches an eyebrow]

Because she what?

[threwabone]

Nothing-nothing!

You still don't have anything on me!

[lovedthemost]

That's the thing. I don't have to.

Your cageyness and slip ups have made it clear that something happened in that kitchen, involving you and Power. Whether that has to do with you defending yourself or you planned on killing her, the result is the same:

All that's needed is a majority vote by those of us that don't want to die. At the moment, the evidence points to you.

[valkavian]

Oooooookay, let's make this simple.


Where where you when she exploded?

[exequte]

[...]

[threwabone]

Don't-don't look at me like that!

[exequte]

[She just sort of crumples.]

Oh, no....

[godspiousjasper]

Miss Anya...?

[ He is looking surprised because NO. This was... he doesn't want this. Thank you. ]

Does this truly mean you...

[threwabone]

NO! I didn't would-how could I even-

Don't look at me like that!

[godspiousjasper]

...I get this feeling you wouldn't deliberately kill someone. That's what my instincts are saying.

[ A deep breath exhaled and then he walks over so he can get a bit closer. There's nothing threatening or anything angry about his body language. ]

Did Miss Power come at you first and everything that happened after was self defense?

[not_a_lego_maniac]

What'd she do?









[He...does not realize the implications of this slip up.]

[threwabone]

Nothing!

[Said perhaps a bit too defensively.]

[jinglebros]

It was self defense, right?

[threwabone]

Shut up shut up shut up!

[jinglebros]

You know the definition of insanity is to try the same thing over and over and think it'll work, right?

[unpossibilities]

....Go ahead.

[He listens attentively, but...there's a definite sadness to it.]

[threwabone]

Leave. Me. Alone!

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[



He hates being right.]

....

[threwabone]

Stop-stop looking at me like that!

[Why does she sound...close to tears?]

[somuchshipping]

...








Did Power do something similar to when...?

[Hermes trails off, though he's sure the allusion is perfectly clear to Anya enough for him to not have to reveal anything too bad.]

[threwabone]

Shut up, shut up, shut up...

[somuchshipping]

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