week 2 - trial

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week two trial



[At 9 AM precisely, the old grandfather clock chimes once again, and the doors to the drawing room are opened. They will remain open until everyone has come inside, after which they will shut behind them. It is not possible to leave on your own, although perhaps if you have a specific purpose the hostess will allow you to go, as long as you are accompanied by a partner.

The room is set up comfortably, with several tables by the fireplace set out to assist with the trial. The Hostess will also remain in a seat near the fireplace, next to the scales on the mantle. At lunch, the doors will open to bring in a large meal on an automatically rolling buffet, and at 3 PM, tea and finger sandwiches will be served. You'll be able to enjoy the trial in comfort, of course, but the information cards set out on tables will not allow you to forget your true purpose here.

At 7 PM, the trial will adjourn for the day. Players will be escorted by the Hostess to the ballroom, where dinner and wine will be served until 10 PM, at which point players will be required to return to their wings in groups with their wingmates and will be locked in their bedrooms until 8:30 AM the following morning.]

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[throe]

[ You would think someone died or something. Rapture just sighs boringly at the rest of the air in the room, which means there is only one thing to do to get rid of all this boring, gloomy dreariness... sing. Don't worry, she's got the percussion for this one as she starts playing the opening beat on the table.

Once again, she replaces Riot's vocals with her own and skips out on the back up vocals. ]

I don't get it, something's wrong — you've been acting stra-a-a-a-nge! [ She points to one of the members sitting at the table, still keeping the beat with one hand. Each time another "you" comes up in the song, she points to a different person sitting down. ]

You're so out of s-s-s-sync!

[ When she reaches the final lyric, she stands from her chair and extends her arms outward to all of the mansions current members sitting at the dinner table. ]

Come on, are you feeling alright?

[balzams]

[Normally quiet and reserved, Latvia has been nothing but a ball of emotions this trial and he pretty much slams his cutlery down on the table]

Could you please not? This isn't the time.

[throe]

The dreary situation would speak otherwise. This is the perfect time.

Do you really want us all to sit here in silence without even saying a word?

[balzams]

I would much prefer that, yes.

[Mostly because he's sure they'll all be words he doesn't want to hear]

[throe]

Well I'm not going to sit here eating quietly and bored out of my mind when we can't even leave except to go to sleep. At least I'm trying to change the atmosphere.

[balzams]

Did you even think to read it first?

Everyone here is in a bad mood, someone just died and we don't want to kill an innocent person. It's going to talk a lot more than your annoying music to change the atmosphere here.

[throe]

[ Rapture doesn't seem to be all that offended by annoying slipping in as an adjective there; she is as eerily calm as she usually is. ]

Unless you really want to sit and stew in everything to go in circles of misery, you can, but don't blame me for offering a brief distraction from it all.

[balzams]

Can I still blame you for disturbing the silence?

[That was a joke. You're supposed to laugh]

[throe]

[ She doesn't, but that is only because she's not pulling a prank on someone which typically warrants laughter from her. ]

Blame all you want. [ She shrugs. ] I'm not causing any trouble.

[pasodoble]

( Way to point at him just as he's beginning to drink from his wine. He freezes, looking like he's been caught in some sort of a crime. Why was she supposed to point at him? Was he supposed to sing along? No, wait, was that a lyric or a criticism? He coughs and sets his glass down, )

I didn't know the words...!

[throe]

You don't have to. [ She crosses her arms and smirks. ] I was putting on a performance to change the boring atmosphere.

[ Not that anyone appreciates it... ugh. How droll can so many people be?! ]

[pasodoble]

( Oh. ... Oh. In response, Spain will smile, )

I'm sure if the circumstances were different... ( The others would see! ) Thank you, Rapture. ( He means it!! ) It was a good performance, as usual.

[throe]

Thanks. [ The way she says it implies that she already knows how great of a performance it was. ] If this is bound to go on week after week, I might have to start charging.

[pasodoble]

That might be a problem. ( And have a playful smirk, ) Considering I don't think anyone here arrived with money.

[throe]

Unfortunately. [ She crosses her arms. ] I guess I just have to stay on top of the charts every week. That's already earned me something, I may as well keep it up.

Which shouldn't be too hard. The Stingers never go for second best.

[ Being #1 and getting prizes for it? Why would she ever refuse? ]

[pasodoble]

Some would say success would be a greater reward than money.

[throe]

In some cases, you would be right. The Stingers are at the top now, they will be for some time, but I like to keep the future in mind too.

[ On the word future, she makes reference to the crystal ball lying on the table as an emphasis. ]