week 1 - trial; day 1

[vicedirector]

seven vices case 1 trial, day 1 ♫ saturday At 9AM, every television will go off, loud enough to wake anyone sleeping. The calm, apathetic voice will advise everyone to gather in the chapel for the trial. Static will continue to blare in the head of anyone dillydallying. Once all of the guests have gathered in the chapel, the doors will lock. Most of the pews have been moved aside to allow for more space, and a few tables have been set up on the altar. On the first, there is an additional copy of the rulebook, and the information cards of the victim and suspects laid out, with space for the suspects to provide their whereabouts, as well as an autopsy report. There is also a large wheeled chalkboard upon which you may write theories. On the second table is a pitcher of water and some glasses, as well as very simple sandwiches and pastries. The door behind the altar has finally been unlocked. It's a rather plain room with an area set off by a folding screen. Inside, you will find a table on which the victim's body has been laid out. Next to the table, two black and white photographs have been hung on the screen. they are close ups of the victim's body, as it was found when the body discovery announcement chimed. A few sticks of incense burn in the corner to avoid any smells. At 6PM, the trial will adjourn. Everyone will be escorted back to the hotel by Miata, after which everyone is allowed to head to either the kitchen to get dinner, or to their rooms. Attempting to wander off into the other areas of the hotel will trigger the static alarms in everyone's heads/televisions. >Discuss? victim suspects         cast setting rulebook

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[hopefragment]

Yeah, but we don't have a choice. This stupid "game"... someone fell for the motive, and now they have to pay the penalty.

[It sounds like he's reciting something from memory as a rote defense, rather than anything else.]

If you can figure out a way around the voting, be my guest.

[dereban]

Tch.

[ She can't refute because he's not wrong. And because he's not wrong, she can't help but grit her teeth, clicking her tongue before chewing on her thumb nail, anxious. Force of habit. ]

I know that, but still! I can't just accept it. I'll still do it, but it won't piss me off any less. It's just one hellhole to the next.

[hopefragment]

...Yeah, you're right.

[He sighs quietly through his nose and flips his notebook open to a blank page, sliding it and the pen across the table to her.]

Hey... could you show me what a drawing that doesn't look like shit is supposed to look like?

[He's TRYING TO BE NICE don't you dare shove this back in his face.]

[dereban]

... Okay, but you do realize I could take advantage of that phrasing and just draw a line and say, "There. It's not shit."

[ Of course she had to make a bad joke. It's one of the only ways she can cope, after all. But sure, she'll draw a bit. It's been a while since she's done a sketch-!! She's not sure what to draw at first, but soon decides to go for something nice to show that she's not always a Jerk. ]

This might take some time, so do you want to talk about something while I work on this?

[hopefragment]

Yeah, you could, and I'd take the notepad back and go sit somewhere else.

[Fighting the urge to roll his eyes... why is his life so hard.]

But... sure. Did you take art classes in school or something?

[dereban]

Nah. If I did, I wouldn't be a part of the StuCS. It's just a hobby of mine that I had in middle school. So you better not laugh if it looks weird in the end, okay?

[hopefragment]

StuCS?

[He doesn't remember hearing that before.]

What does art class have to do with that?

[dereban]

Student Cultural Society; it's the club I'm in. There's an art club at my school but I'm not that interested.

[ A shrug. ]

By the way, this may be random, but is the design on your tie the symbol of your school?

[hopefragment]

[I'd think art would be part of student culture, but maybe not?]

Ah, my tie?

[he looks down as if to confirm that yes, he is wearing his tie from school.]

Yeah... not Hope's Peak, the school I went to before I was accepted there. One of the requirements of being accepted to Hope's Peak is already being a current high school student, so it's that school.

[Probably Average Kids R Us High.]

Why?

[dereban]

Just curious. I like knowing about minor details.

[ That's a lie as she tries to finish up her sketch. It's a rather simple thing, although it's definitely detailed. ]

But that's interesting to know. ... Okay, I think it's done. What do you think?

[ She'll just put the notepad down and show her sketch - it's basically a rather sketchy, black and white version of this (pretend Komaeda isn't there) - but at least it's decent?? ]

[hopefragment]

Right...

[That sounds fake, but okay. He hasn't been watching her draw in case it would make her nervous, but when she shows it, he can't help but laugh a little.]

Ah- it's me? It looks really good.

[dereban]

I told you not to laugh!

[ That's so rude, ugh?? She almost raises her hand in comedic retaliation but then lowers it. ]

...but thank you. You can keep it, by the way. [ It is in his notepad, after all-! ]

[hopefragment]

I'm sorry, I'm sorry!

[Even if he's immune, he still raises his hands in mock surrender anyway. Even though it kind of makes him want to laugh again, it's a good kind of laugh. The kind that relieves tension induced by needing to figure out a murder mystery.]

I just wasn't expecting a picture of me. I don't think anyone's ever tried to draw me before. I really like it... thanks.

[A happy weenie.]

[dereban]

[ Um.

Hearing something nice is a rarity which causes her cheeks to flare up, causing her to glance away. Ugh, ugh, ugh, how annoying. ]

Geez, don't make fun of me. [ She's going to puff her cheeks, frustrated. ]

[hopefragment]

[Hajime "too earnest for his own good" Hinata back at it again with the white Vans.]

I'm not making fun. I swear, I really do like it.

[dereban]

The fact that you're being genuine about it makes it worse-!

[ Did her voice squeak a few pitches higher? Maybe?? Please don't notice, this is normal. ]

You better not show anyone, okay?! Or tell anyone about it. Got it?

[hopefragment]

[Just... holding his hands up and patting air. Shh, shh... He's still smiling though.]

Right, right, I got it. Don't worry, once I get back to my room, I'll take the picture out and keep it somewhere so no one will see it in my notepad.

[dereban]

...

[ Just give her a moment to compose herself, sucking in a breath. ]

Good. Anyway, I have some time to kill, so let's talk [ about anything else ] about some stupid shit. Like... do you prefer big or small breasts?

[ I N A B A ]

[hopefragment]

Yeah, alri--?!

W-what kind of question is that?!

[His voice definitely cracks there. A girl definitely isn't supposed to be asking that kind of question!! And definitely not where anyone can overhear!!]

[dereban]

Oh, that was a good reaction.

[ She sounds rather amused as she places her hands on her hips. ]

I did say it was a stupid question, Hinata. So, do you have an answer?

[hopefragment]

I'm not answering that! Why would you even want to know?!

[Save him, he's 2Pure for this.]

[dereban]

Hm... I guess you could say that I thought it would be more interesting?

[hopefragment]

No way am I answering that. Try again.

[He will show that picture to literally everyone if she keeps it up-!]

[dereban]

What is this, twenty questions? That means you'll have to ask me some questions after. [ Also ugh, that blackmail... don't do it, Hinata?? ] Fine. I'll give you something slightly better.

Based on physical appearance alone, who here is the cutest?

[ Inaba 'is the worst' Himeko... ]

[hopefragment]

There's no way I'm answering that either, come on! No matter what I pick, it's going to be the wrong answer.

[Try Roxy for this kind of game!]

Why do you care who I think is cute, anyway?

[Ah. So there is at least one person he thinks is cute.]