week 1 - trial

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week one 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. 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.]

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[scratched]

What-- oh come on, you obviously didn't do it, wasn't even talking about you.

[inthebones]

Being the only person with skills anywhere related to doors in the house, I thought I'd mention it anyway.

[Her eyes stray to Bernkastel, though. Her abilities could easily be the most potent of anyone's here, vague as they were.]

[miraculous]

[Bernkastel catches the look.]

My abilities here, as stated, only affect the probable.

[Phasing through doors is not probable.]

[inthebones]

I expect it's too much to manipulate the probability of the tectonic plates creating an earthquake to destroy the electric fence.

[miraculous]

With what they have left me with here, it would be too much. [She might be implying she could actually do that at full power.] Perhaps if one occurs on its own.

[herpreciousrival]

But it's true you can turn into a cat, Miss Bernkastel?

[She has a colleague with a similar ability. She doesn't care for it to be honest.]

[miraculous]

[Bernkastel nods.] That is true.

[herpreciousrival]

[Most of Siren's experience with cats is with alien space cats but--]

It'd be easier for a cat to slip out of the room than a humanoid wouldn't it? Especially with that chair in the way.

[miraculous]

How would you propose such a thing was accomplished?

[herpreciousrival]

I know that rodents can make themselves fit through tight spots. A cat isn't a rodent but if you turned into a small enough cat, maybe the same idea could be applied?

[miraculous]

Based on my examination of the Emerald Wing bathroom, as well as what I've seen of the one in the Topaz Wing, I do not believe there was a space in which I could have fit through.

[herpreciousrival]

I think we need a second opinion.

[godwhisperer]

[Listening in. Not saying anything. Just standing here. Listening. Don't ask me about animals, I don't want to be included or share cute animal facts.]

[miraculous]

[Sorry you definitely don't want to share cute animal facts but you are going to have to as difficult as that may be.

Which is to say, Bernkastel turns to look at Gundam.]

You've knowledge of animals, correct? Do you have an opinion?

[godwhisperer]

Hm, hm, hm. Perhaps.

I am familiar with feline behaviors, and they are capable of acts of great agility. However, these doors in particular...I would need to see the cat in question.

[miraculous]

Very well. [It's an instant change--in the moment it takes to blink, Bernkastel is a black cat sitting on the chair.]

[godwhisperer]

[With an expression of utmost serious, he stares at her, and then reaches out and, quickly, pats her on the head before withdrawing his hand.]

No.

A feline of this size would not be capable of that task. This is what the power is of my Four Dark Gods. Their tiny size grants them power others dare not match.

[herpreciousrival]

Ohhh I see. [So very genuinely disappointed.]

[scratched]

Doors is kind of narrow too. Walls, ceilings, floors. Traveling in the forth dimension.

[inthebones]

I don't think any of us can travel outside the normal three dimensions at the moment. ...Apart from Lydia.

[scratched]

[wow susan you went there]

Science shit isn't my deal unless it's whatever I can remember of a hazy fog of 6th grade Bill Nye VHS's, so count me out on anything like that.