week 5 - day 1 trial

[vicedirector]

seven vices case 5 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 VOTING cast setting rulebook

Comments

[herbgrace]

[Grabbing the onion and throwing it out.] Clearly it wasn't! How did you eat so much of it without noticing?

[sobowtor]

I didn't!

[Somehow Poland feels really full and she swears she was only here for five minutes. Max.

...The onion taste is still in her mouth though so. She's grabbing a palate cleansing cookie off the counter.]

[herbgrace]

Half of the onion is gone! [Gosh!!!]

[sobowtor]

Well! [She's talking with her mouthful again.]

Onions are good for you!

So!

[Stop onion shaming her.]

[herbgrace]

You're still eating! [Gluttony...]

[sobowtor]

[Shut up bracket text!]

...

[Poland swallows.]

Where's your evidence?

[herbgrace]

The onion in the trash. The crumbs on your face.

[sobowtor]

[Damn it-- Poland shuts the fridge. Maybe a little too hard.]

Did you come in here just to chastise me for the perfectly normal need to eat food which people generally need to stay alive?

[herbgrace]

Actually, I was wondering what you were worried about.

[sobowtor]

...

Nothing!

[herbgrace]

[This look. Don't lie so obviously.]

[sobowtor]

I'm just thinking!

About stuff. Just stuff.

[Don't look at her like that. That stare is giving her a stomach ache.

Yes. The stare is.]/

[herbgrace]

What specifically?

[sobowtor]

[Poland shrugs.]

... I just don't want you to have some weird target on your back because of what Astrid said.

[herbgrace]

Ah, that. While I suppose I can't say for sure I didn't accidentally end up escorting Inaba to some odd group, it's only her of the three girls who I speak to regularly. [She's been teaching Inaba self-defense in the lobby!] ...I do hope I wasn't escorting her to something unscrupulous, though.

[sobowtor]

Mhm. [Poland brushes some crumbs off her blouse.]

...Maybe I should escort you places.

You know to be safe.

[Anyone want to fight Lithuania? Poland can take them.]

[herbgrace]

I don't need an escort. [Poland, please, that would be embarrassing.]

[sobowtor]

I can protect you!

1/2

[herbgrace]

I know.

[herbgrace]

[Lithuania rests her forehead against Poland's.] The moment I need to be protected, you're the one I'll ask for help. But there's nothing you need to save me from that you don't already know about.