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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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oh, as xie lian removes her top, he'll get a faint scent of smoke from the shifting of fabric. as for other injuries, she'll have a healing gash on her right arm. it will a clean straight line starting from her elbow and going up to her shoulder.
the hole in her chest in general will be centralized around her heart—a fatal stab—despite not going all the way through her. ]
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and the injury is consistent with her one from the cyoa last week, right? the one on her arm.
but okay a fatal stab that doesn't go all the way through. no other scratches or anything. after that, he's moving down the torso and touching gently, checking for any bruising or broken bones and looking for any other injuries.
also checking pockets if her fashionable hoodie has one! ]
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there are no other scratches on her torso, however, as xie lian examines her chest, he will find something stuck in her cleavage. beyond that, she will not have any other bruising, bumps, or signs of anything else being broken.
her pockets of her very trendy outfit will turn up empty, unfortunately. ]
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you are making me check her cleavage
xie lian will clinically Do That I Guess ]
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we all know here his heart truly lies, and as he checks her cleavage (respectfully), he'll find a coin! ]
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he. has the coin now, i guess. cool! so that's what women's chests are used for! storing things!
anyway moving on he will check her legs for any similar damage - bruises, bumps, scratches, broken things, and then check her feet, too! looking for scratches, damage, or sign that she might have been barefoot all along?]
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and as xie lian moves down her person looking for any further injuries, he won't find anything other than the scent of smoke until he reaches her feet. the bottoms of her pants will be dirty and slightly torn up. her feet themselves are covered in a paint and appear to be a violet color. ]
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he notes the purple! wild. just to check since he's here, is there any purple anywhere else on her? ]
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as for the purple, it is just on her feet and appears to be more of a stain. there might be some on her pants but they're black so who knows for sure, however they will clearly be on her feet. ]
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what about her hands and under her nails? ]
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her hands and nail beds are free from any kind of staining and are clean of any injury. ]
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otherwise he will very carefully turn sche over and dress her again, and then pull the blanket back over her, saying another quiet prayer. ]
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so nods, i'm sure that she would be appreciative of being covered up again and the prayer. ]