week 8 - trial; day 1

[vicedirector]

seven vices case 8 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

Comments

[okuri]

[Particularly not because reading lips is impossible when they're chewing on food! Just going to scoot a little closer under the table, which is awkward because he's tall.]

I can't hear you.

[sobowtor]

[Wait. Wait... and swallowing.]

...Just once. Here.

Sometimes at restaurants and parties... but because dealing with strangers is stressful.

[Today there were no strangers but it was stressful. Poland crams more cereal into her mouth.]

[okuri]

Oh. [ Well he's here now, and doing his best to get comfortable, drawing his knees to his chest.]

It is. There's still a lot of people here. [ Which is probably pretty rude, but Yoite has his loner priorities in order.]

[sobowtor]

[Swallowing again this time before speaking.]

Yeah. [It's gonna take a long while before they get to seven if they keep going like this.]

You have to watch out for rouge orange juice though. [Here she'll squish in so Yoite's limbs don't have any risk of hanging out.]

[okuri]

[ He appreciates that and scoots in properly, so he's completely under the table. It's a bit cramped, and he's only been this close to one other person, but he actually doesn't mind the small space in this situation.]

What type of orange juice? [ Looking just a bit alarmed.]

[sobowtor]

Ahoge O J... [Poland says this ominously-- but she can't help laughing.]

Nah I'm kidding. Hinata is just a klutz and dumped it on me once.