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WEEK SIX TRIAL
week six: trial
life's a squeeze
life's a squeeze
19 Remain
Good morning, everyone! Hopefully you're well-rested, because there's a long day ahead of you.
The start of the day is yours to do with what you want, but come 11:45 AM, your daemons will feel a compulsion to lead you to a courthouse, north of the library, and will ensure that you're up and moving to head there. You can certainly resist it, but by the time 11:55 AM rolls around... you'll find your feet taking you there, regardless, if you aren't there already. There's no exceptions—it seems that this gathering is mandatory, as you'll find that your fellow travelers are all heading to the same destination as you.
Waiting in one of the courtrooms for your arrival are Shamsiel, Suriel, and Baraqiel. Some evidence tables have been brought in and arranged, left empty for the day ahead - save for one, where plates, bowls, cups, and cutlery have been stacked neatly for later in the day. Some already have hot tea, takeout containers from various places around the city set out and perpetually warm (or cool, as needed), and some first aid kits for the more unfortunate to come in feeling a little under the weather. Come noon, once everyone is within the room, they'll find that the doors close and lock behind them.
Suriel stands to one side, hands clasped as if ready to say a prayer, wings tucked close. They have no smiles to offer today. "This should be the last time. Let's do what we can, so they won't have to wait for long to see you again."
"Right, as tired as all of you have become, there's an end in sight from all of this." Words that Shamsiel offers as a means to improve the mood some. They stand with a hand pressed to their chest while the other clenches at their side.
Baraqiel is quiet for a moment, seated on the judge's bench - not at it, on the edge of it, with wings and cloak spilling back on the other side as they survey the group gathered. The juror's stand is empty, and so is the audience seating. Everyone can fill in where they need to, or want to, for the next nine hours. "A-Qing and Scheherazade were Temporals. Kim Dokja was a Celestial. This is the final stretch - but that doesn't mean you can halfass it. Let's go."
Every hour that passes, they'll be able to hear a grand clock chiming from somewhere within the courthouse. The pressure's on—good luck.
Trial start
Court is now in session. Welcome, everyone, to our seventh trial! For the next nine hours, characters are expected to investigate the setting, compile and examine evidence, locate any unalive and unaccounted for members of their group, and theorize about the going ons of Thursday night/Friday morning that lead up to this point.
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a-qing is in possession of a knife, folded in her hands, which has blood on it. if he checks the pockets of the hoodie she's wearing over her usual robes, he'll get nipped by something before two goddamn squirrels go scampering out with snackfood of some kind in their fat little mouths. ]
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[He will follow the drag marks to the fire. Anything suspicious over here? The fire and anything else?]
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he will check her pockets to see if there is anything else... and he will be taking her body back, so the knife will come, as well. are there signs of anything else nearby...? ]
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a tree at the edges of the fire has some golden Dust that seemed to trickle down it, though.
kotetsu will also find Dust near a-qing, although much closer, as if perhaps cōng ming curled up close to her one last time. nothing else is in her pockets except the snack baggies and her coin, at least. ]
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[He will look at the Dust, any kind of pattern here, or just remnants?
Walking into the charred portion to check that out too.]
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There's Dust by A-Qing as well.
[ He'll look around the area once more, to double check if there's anything else out of place. For the moment, he takes off the trench coat he has on to place it over A-Qing's body so no animals can pick at her while he's looking at the rest of the area for clues. ]
We'll be back for you.
[ He whispers and starts toward Nero to check the area around them for more clues. ]
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a-qing is gently blanketed, and kotetsu and nero both begin looking around for anything else. they can cover the entire scorched area, as well as this section of the park that is luckily untouched by fire where a-qing is, but... it looks like there's nothing else to find, here. ]
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Baraqiel, will you help us get A-qing and Scheherazade back to the others?
[Nero won't touch the staff, but he will use magic to bring it along with them when they're ready to head back.]
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[ He peers around the area, frowning. Well... this is a lot, having the bodies already. But he hates it. ]
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[ baraqiel will come to approach where she's been left to rest, glancing down at where she's been run through. they'll wait for when nero has decided to get the pieces, but they do have no issue with carrying her. ]
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[And so the other half of her staff will be carried with magic.
Back to the courthouse they go.]
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