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WEEK 6 TRIAL
It was noon on Saturday.
No matter where they were, no matter what they were doing...the moment the chimes rang out through the hall, they felt a change.
The world...began to expand, as they felt themselves leaving the world they were on, and towards another, much larger world...🗈
No matter where they were, no matter what they were doing...the moment the chimes rang out through the hall, they felt a change.
The world...began to expand, as they felt themselves leaving the world they were on, and towards another, much larger world...🗈
...As always, the courtroom was there - along with the audience, watching, waiting for the entertainment before them.
The Witch - Nirrti - was there, sitting in the most important place, watching all of them with a sharp, cruel gaze, the smile on her face bright once again.
Watanuki was also there, but he merely lounged in the back behind them, smoking a kiseru pipe in silence.
...It seemed as if he was content to watch - that he had to watch - as part of the rules of the game.
There was no music to be heard, but... perhaps on another plane, in another place, someone else heard music as they gazed upon the proceedings.
Again, their forms had changed - perhaps into something different than last time, but...still a change, no matter how dramatic or inconsequential it was.
...There was a deep silence in the room, one that no one wanted to break. It was the faint tension in the air, like the moments before a race or a competition begins.
...There was so few of them now.
All of them...were now alone, having to come to this conclusion themselves.
Yet, they had to find the truth.
Why did three people die?
Who did this?
The answer...stretched on ahead...
The Witch - Nirrti - was there, sitting in the most important place, watching all of them with a sharp, cruel gaze, the smile on her face bright once again.
Watanuki was also there, but he merely lounged in the back behind them, smoking a kiseru pipe in silence.
...It seemed as if he was content to watch - that he had to watch - as part of the rules of the game.
There was no music to be heard, but... perhaps on another plane, in another place, someone else heard music as they gazed upon the proceedings.
Again, their forms had changed - perhaps into something different than last time, but...still a change, no matter how dramatic or inconsequential it was.
...There was a deep silence in the room, one that no one wanted to break. It was the faint tension in the air, like the moments before a race or a competition begins.
...There was so few of them now.
All of them...were now alone, having to come to this conclusion themselves.
Yet, they had to find the truth.
Why did three people die?
Who did this?
The answer...stretched on ahead...
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Sorry to keep pressing you, but you and Ann were the last to see her, so the more I know about her mental state that night the easier it'll be to make sense of what happened.
Her and Erhard clashed really hard last week- did she say anything to you about it?
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Not really, but she didn't need to. I understood her feelings even if I didn't share them.
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Erhard taking that, and then torturing him? I can see why she'd be furious.
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I got a pretty clear idea of how dedicated she was to the monsters. But more importantly, a lot more insight into what she thought of humans. It’s safe to say she would never have trusted Erhard again after that.
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[she exhales softly.]
Think about the motive— who do we think would be most likely to act on it?
[She can definitely understand that Erhard would have been very motivated by it]
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But more importantly, Emi made it clear that being... [a pause] Being a youkai was a bond closer to blood.
[she then glances at Kurama.]
What would happen if you saw someone killing someone you considered that close?
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If the culprit in Akira's case had been anyone else, the trend of executions by pieces would have started a week earlier.
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I think you've come to the same conclusion as me, at least.
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