week 4 - trial

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week four 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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[speakveryclearly]

I did sneak out in the middle of the night to arrange some of the items. That's one of Felicia's only errors - I made and planted the mystery box early Wednesday morning.

My race, though... it's dying out, to put it quite simply. The orb could have changed that. I saw this as my only chance - criminal or not.

You were still right, though. I shouldn't have. I knew all along I probably wouldn't be able to cover up the crime well enough...

[inthebones]

...There's no point in impressing on you now how foolish it was to take their offer at face value. You said you had one before but it was lost - surely this couldn't have been the only option.

[Susan sounds more disappointed than angry as she shakes her head.]

Well. There are a few hours still. Is there anything you'd like in the time remaining?

[speakveryclearly]

[She clarifies with a faint melancholy, since this did take place over two years ago but hurts like it was yesterday:] By lost, I do mean not missing but destroyed. Blown into pieces. Just to be clear.

[Susan's question, though, is one she didn't expect anyone to ask. Her head tilts as she thinks about it.] I don't know... To be honest I've never enjoyed human blood as much as that of my original species, and the Black Ribboner's methods have dampened that desire almost completely. You were right - I almost would like my sketchpad more. People don't seem all that interested in making requests, though... and I didn't expect anyone to ask me what I wanted or give me so much time between verdict and execution, so I already wrote letters to be read after the latter event.

[souredsweet]

[Kaoru, who has been observing the trial as it flies off the handle in the last few minutes while looking increasingly pale, now holds even more distance in both expression and demeanor than usual. to have essentially helped cover up a murder unwittingly has left behind a very rattled person indeed, but still...

as someone Kaoru had come to view as a friend over the last month, it seems impossible to simply abandon her to her fate.]

...I will make requests.

[speakveryclearly]

[Kanaya slowly turns around and there is her friend, and the guilt finally washes over her like a bucket of pig's blood at prom. She had done everything in her power to keep Kaoru from becoming her accomplice outright but the price was concealing the truth.]

You will...? You don't have to - with the letters and everything already - but if there's anything you want...

[Her eyes are gaining this faint green misty quality.]

[speakveryclearly]

Somebody can go, I'm sure. Maybe even Kaoru if that would be acceptable.

[WOW SHE THOUGHT SHE WAS BEING SUBTLE THOUGH... she rolls her eyes.]

As for being bothered in the sense of general social interaction, you know, I've never exactly been a hermit; I don't mind much as long as it doesn't directly concern my crime. I actually liked Rin well enough on her own merits and it's pretty disappointing that she'll never sing again for reasons that were ultimately in vain. I failed her and Mother in one fell swoop.

[inthebones]

[Lost or destroyed, Susan isn't convinced that it was impossible to reobtain. Priceless objects had a way of pervading.]

...Hm. I never expected it would work out so well so quickly. I'm glad it did.

[There's no point being ornery to someone in the last few hours of their life. Susan will glance towards the Hostess.]

I don't think I'm allowed out on my own, but I can ask one of the others to retrieve your sketchpad and graphites for you. I assume you'd prefer not to be bothered as well.

[Although well. Her eyes slide now to Annie.]

((I've submitted this comment like 8 times and it keeps vanishing I have no idea what's going on))

[souredsweet]

[there seems to be no outward blame, at least, beyond that distance. it's a quiet sort of melancholy, but Kaoru can't feel much more than that currently. instead, she gets a simple nod.]

I realize that I do not have to, but if sketching is what you wish to do, then I will give you as many ideas as I can in the time that you have left. [to Susan, then:] I will accompany you, if you will allow me to do so.

[inthebones]

[Susan gives a slight nod to Kaoru.]

Of course. You probably know where she stores her supplies as well.

((And because OoC I have to depart, feel free to continue on with the two of you.))