WEEK 1 - TRIAL

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TRIAL

It's been a long night, with the knowledge burning in your brain that one of your number has died. Even if the victim wasn't known very well, this dangerous game of Mafia was still played, and that might be the worst of all. Not only that, but the Apprentice's warning still rings heavy in your minds - especially after seeing the state of Szayel's body.

The Lady appears for once when everyone is gathered, leading you all up the stairs to the third floor, past whatever glimpses of the upper floors you might get. The room she takes you to is, frankly, extravagant. There's snacks and drinks waiting inside, along with....a new person? It's a man, and as The Lady leaves and closes the doors behind her, the man tilts his head up and speaks.

"You can call me The Captain. Since one of you have died during the game, it's your responsibility to try and vote someone out. You have six hours to talk about it, but then-"

He taps on a box on the table in front of him, labeled 'VOTES'

"-you'll have to put in your vote so someone can be punished. Not voting, well...That's a lot like not playing. And trust me - you want to play."

The man sits down at the table, leaning back and placing his feet on the table while crossing his arms.

"So get to it."

As he says that, music begins to play in the room...


VICTIM: SZAYELAPPORO GRANZ

30 GUESTS REMAIN.

Comments

[moonlightbeast]

[Flat plz.]

I worked as a bodyguard before this. Sometimes my clients weren't exactly good people.

[geckodad]

As a bodyguard? You?

[Well that's unexpected for Iwai. You don't look like bodyguard material, Atsushi]

[moonlightbeast]

It's...not really relevant to the trial...

[But he probably has to say it, or else he's going to look suspicious now.]

I have an ability that lets me heal exponentially faster than a normal human. It's easy to be a bodyguard when you can soak up bullet wounds like they're nothing.

[escardos]

Wow!! That's so cool! You're practically immortal, then!

[moonlightbeast]

I-I don't know if I would say that much. I still age.

[tacticalespionageaction]

[Snake just in the background here giving Atsushi a "what the fuck" kind of look.]

[moonlightbeast]

[LOOK

HE SAID HE WAS NATURALLY TALENTED AT BEING A BODYGUARD

SOMETIMES 'NATURAL TALENT' MEANS 'TANKING VIA FAST MASSIVE HPS'.]

[tacticalespionageaction]

[SNAKE'S GONNA HAVE SOME WORDS LATER



...assuming Atsushi comes out of this trial alive.]

[moonlightbeast]

[I mean. He really hopes to, so.]

[whirlingmace]

Oh! So you really were a bodyguard.

[ A beat and then ]

Does it hurt?

[moonlightbeast]

Every time.

[But he would really like to focus more on the trial and less on past trauma, so.]

But, um. We should focus on the trial.

[whirlingmace]

[ Just going to shuffle closer and then snag one of his hands. ]

I'm sorry, Reaps.

[moonlightbeast]

[???]

Ah...

[????????]

Um...th-thank you?

[whirlingmace]

[ Dislikes: Being in pain. ]

You really should take better care of yourself. Even if you can heal, it's not fun when it hurts.

[ :< ]

[moonlightbeast]

Ah...well, thank you for that, Cinque-san. I'll try to be careful.

[rosebridled]

[geckodad]

[Iwai lets out a whistle of admiration[

Kind of jealous of that.

[Sure would have made things easier for him when he was a yakuza thug]

[moonlightbeast]

[YEAH UH ABOUT THAT...]

I-It's not really something to be jealous of. I still feel every bullet and every knife, and I don't like pain either.

[latebluemer]

That's a pretty dangerous ability, isn't it?

[She means for Atsushi, really, especially in a trial where they're now talking about who's being targeted for the abilities they have. Survive, Atsushi!]

[moonlightbeast]

I suppose so, but at least I can survive most things thrown in my direction? Which makes up for it, a little bit.

[latebluemer]

I don't think your usual measure of 'most things' is going to work very well here, Nakajima-kun. It's just something to keep in mind.

[Her ominous way of saying 'be careful', I guess.]

[moonlightbeast]

I'll try to, thank you.

[He'll try, but. Well. This game.]