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THE THIRD TRIAL
(~SK. 17-18)
[When the investigation ends, the D O N G rings throughout the ship, followed by Zero's voice.]
It is time. Everyone, come to the theater. Time is...wasting.
[And so it is. The seating has once more changed to reflect the fallen-Moriarty and now Brain's podiums are draped in black. And, of course, there is no food-
The screens come up, and the mask of Zero appears, ever inscrutable. Their instructions are brief.]
Your Brain is gone, I'm afraid. Cut into pieces and cast aside...and someone here knows why. Now, it's time for you to discover the truth as well...if you can.
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So he undoes the high-neck of his cassock and all it's buttons, slipping it off his shoulders before working at undoing his shirt and undoing it too. Once that's done, several things will be inherently obvious.
There's a square of gauze on his neck, some small bruises there and a lovely set of fresh scratches going down his back... though he's not really aware of those ones. ]
It's fine. This is necessary to find the killer, after all.
[ Y'all may be imagining it but there's a soft touch of color to his cheeks this time. ]
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Hmm? I know they're a little much... which is why I was hoping things wouldn't come to this.
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I mean, it has been pretty lonely in here.
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[ A shift and he realizes Durandal was about to tip over where he'd set it, allowing her to have a brief glance at his back. ]
We're all trapped here together so things have been quite dire.
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Oh! I didn't think Alastor's fingernails were that sharp!
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[ Wait. ]
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Pour l'amour de Dieu. Il en reste des marques ?!
[ Sorry. He's dying a little inside now. ]
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That was actually me being careful with them, since...yeah, I have claws that I can fight with if I have to.
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[He removes a glove to show his hand, with sheathed claws just slightly poking out of where fingernails would be on a human hand.]
But without my shapeshifting, they're always sharp.
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Eh bien... ils ne me causent pas vraiment de douleur. Je ne pensais pas qu'il y aurait quoi que ce soit...
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[GENUINE CONCERN.]
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[ This is a foreign concept to him. ]
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[And he'll just...leave it at that. No need to embarrass Roland too much by getting into detail about bedroom roleplay.]