THE SECOND TRIAL

[strangerpeople]

THE SECOND TRIAL


[Soon enough, once the final clues have been uncovered, the telltale DING echoes through the Mall. The elevator in the food court has opened once more, and it will not close until all of the remaining Titled have gotten in it. And, as before, a thought comes to them, the realization that they needed to get on the roof, and get to the bottom of this.

Soon enough, everyone is back on the roof, and they will find that their platform arrangement has changed to reflect those who had died since last week. The podiums of Dio, Torri, and Yuuri are each all lowered and covered with white cloths. Otherwise, everyone else's platforms also have food and drinks, just like last week.

It's probably still not much comfort, especially with what everyone knows must happen. They must look at the evidence they have gathered, and once more, they will have to figure out the truth, putting their lives on the line to do so. Hopefully, their luck will hold.

So, get ready.

The trial for the murders of Torri Feiji, The Bliss, and Yuuri Katsuki, The Future, has begun.]

Comments

[theirmagic]

No, I won't! I'm not going to shut up just because you don't like what I have to say! Even if... even if he did do it, that doesn't mean what he's said or done or felt is fake! People aren't that black and white!

[ ... She's angry, and hurt, and just... a lot of things. ]

Goro is my friend and someone I care about! You didn't shut up when Dio was on the chopping block, did you? I cared about Miss Feiji as much as the rest of us--I saw her every night--do you think I'm HAPPY about this?!

1/2

[totalbullshit]

[totalbullshit]

Dio would have let me die, me, everyone else here, for the sake of his 'mission'. I have no illusions about that. In fact I distinctly remember telling you so during his trial.

And he died for what he did. Did you hear me protesting that?

Your personal feelings are irrelevant. His personal feelings are irrelevant. This is larger than us.

[theirmagic]

No one's feelings are ever irrelevant, Helena. Humans run on feelings--they can't live without attaching to others, caring, doing things for one another. We're a social species. We have to rely on one another to survive.

So don't tell me any of this is irrelevant.

[ Her grip on her podium has not ceased and she's just. So angry. ]

You cared. I know you did. And I know it hurt you. This is hurting me, too. This is the last thing I or anyone else wanted, but you want to know whose really at fault for all of this?

Our kidnappers. And I'm going to get back at them no matter what for putting us in this position at all. No one should have to feel like they have to kill just to survive.