WEEK SIX TRIAL

[grigori]

week six: trial 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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Comments

[malewife]

[ Jaguar is not the baby............. His ears are pinned as he's just settled here like a giant ball. ]

I am stuck in this pose.

[lefthandpath]

Maybe that's your punishment for going about this way of punishing those two.

[assumingly Reze and Kim Dokja.]

[malewife]

I believe it's apt amount of punishment.

[ He's unstuck. ]

[grigori]

[ get fucked idiot ]

[malewife]

[ binch he was never gonna do it why is everyone SCARED ]

[senjinrouha]

[ you dingus. ]

Just stand there and look menacing a little longer, we'll push you out later.

[malewife]

It seemed like it would only last ten minutes. I would have had another ten.

What poor planning.

[quiz]

[ ...

She laughs. ]

I love you, ahjusshi.

I love you both so, so much.

[escardos]

[ from a distance, flat sighs in relief, leaning against the wall of the courtroom. ]

[malewife]

[ tbh he hates this self-sacrificing homicidal family

he's the only one allowed to be self-sacrificial and homicidal ]

[powerplay]

[ It's not like she suddenly has a blood sword or anything. ]

Haha, get stuck forever! You suck!

[ Anyway she's standing by Reze now. ]

[malewife]

[ Bops Power's forehead with his sword's hilt. ]

[rerouter]

[





a binch drops to the ground in relief]

Why are you so extra?

[malewife]

Kim Dokja shouldn't have chosen death.

[ have you ever been the oldest and pettiest bitch alive ]

[arcsplainist]

[ oh jesus he was on the verge of losing his wholeass mind thinking he was about to watch HER GET MAULED

AND NOW SHE ISN'T


Alphinaud is internally screaming anyway ]

[malewife]

[ what does a little elezen scream sound like ]

[yueshen]

[ wheeze

xie lian just drops on the floor and puts his face in the eagle he is still holding like a baby. this was too much goodbye ]

[callalilies]

[ just. hand on shoulder. hey. you okay? ]

[grigori]

[ the daemon goes through. a lot of forms, in a matter of dnd seconds, before shifting into a tiger to curl around xie lian, head pressed to his.

it avoids kaeya in the process. ]

[malewife]

[ WHY IS EVERYONE

SCARED

is he that threatening ]

[gregore]

[and you accused greg of crimes

you nasty sword boy]

[malewife]

[ he accuses greg of crimes

but that doesn't mean he doesn't do crime if not more crime ]

[voltadomar]

[When the jaguar leaps, Kim draws his gun, aims...

and...

lowers it again. And breathes.]

[senjinrouha]

[ what did he SAY ]

[bloodread]

[ Breathes out. ]