Week 3, Saturday

[foundationmods]

This time, when everyone files into the studio, they aren't escorted to their seats. Instead, they are sent to podiums up on the stage arrange in a semi-circle. Everyone can see each other, and everyone is also visible to the cameras. Off to stage right is a jury box with 12 prinnies in it, all in various states of 'fancy dress'. One is wearing a suit top, another a blouse, one a huge Colonial-era wig. To stage left at box 0 is Dazai's seat, where he will be spending most of the trial, but he will get up to move around at times. And in the very center is a picture of Aqua. Once everyone is in their spots, one of the prinnies will hit a gavel against the podium in front of it, signaling the start of the trial.

It's time to find Aqua's killer.


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[merirut]

And I'll say that I know how to handle my own sword so that we won't be in that situation.

[houndumb]

Test it on yourself first, then!

cw: self harm

[merirut]

Fine.

[And then he takes off that sleeve/glove thing on his left hand and just. Draws it along his palm lightly.

So now he's bleeding.]

[darkova]

[Popcorn]

You realize some of us can use healing spells that don't set off automatically?

[merirut]

This can still help narrow down the options.

[darkova]

Very well, here.

[He offers his arm. You gotta come here to get it though Sandy.]

[merirut]

[Inside his heart he is silently cursing Ingway for being a lazy butt--

Okay no. But he will walk over there and like... go for a small cut on his palm? But he would actually be gentle about this somehow.]

[darkova]

[While Sandy is cutting him Ingway looks very carefully at his sword to gauge it's size or look for signs of old blood or damage. If he has a sheath for it he will glance at that as well.

After that he looks the man in the eyes, that smirk appearing on his face]

You must be relieved, now that your Primarch is safe.

[He has no direct reason to suspect him, other than him having a sword and being able to get on the roof- but he's curious to see how he reacts]

[merirut]

[Well, both his sword and sheath definitely have some signs of old damage considering he's been toting it around since forever. There also aren't signs of old blood on his sword or sheath, although there's fresh blood on it for rather obvious reasons.

He narrows his eyes at Ingway when he makes that smirk, and when he makes that statement.]

Hmph. I could say the same thing to you.

[overconfidant]

It doesn't narrow it down much, especially with the whole accomplice can of worms opened.

[Akira summons a tiny Metatron and heals Sandy's new cut.]

[merirut]

[Oh... there's a flicker of surprise that passes through his face at the heal, but he reverts back to his usual expression quickly enough.]

Hmph... you have a point. [...] ...And my thanks for that.

[houndumb]

[They're literally yelling across like 10 people so Nora has to squint to even see the wound?? How do they still manage to be disasters with this much buffer.]

Seriously, do archangels suck at healing spells too or what.

[merirut]

[He trusts your eyesight Nora, that's what. Also he narrows his eyes because bitch please!!]

Hmph, it has nothing to do with being an archangel and everything to do with this space.

[houndumb]

[It's true, his eyesight is here for squinting at suspicious people and things, always. Narrows his eyes back.]

Why the hell would that be a House thing an' not the wings, I don't fucking get this.

[That frustration may not be directed at Sandy, really.]

[merirut]

[It's okay, they can be frustrated together...??]

It's probably because my flight has already been limited enough to the point where I can't escape easily. Everything else, I can find no rhyme or reason for.

[houndumb]

I still don't even know how many spells I can use properly!! Pretty sure some of 'em got messed with, too. And what's the deal with SHRINKIN' ME, AGAIN.

[Why did this turn into a House bitching session. Wasn't there a point to this whole thing.]

[merirut]

[He can't believe they're commiserating over this but here we are.]

If we could use the full extent of our powers, destroying this place would be entirely too easy...

[iblistriggered]

... yeah, no. If we want to test regenerative abilities, we can use a small knife.

[merirut]

Hmph... fine.

[He was mostly arguing because it was Nora anyways.]

[eldritcheyes]

[Leo's next to Sandalphon, so he just reaches out a hand.]

I trust you.

[merirut]

[Just. Stares at Leo for a second with an eyebrow raised. You look like a noodle, dude, no offence.]

...Are you sure?

[eldritcheyes]

[Leo shrugs.]

I've been hurt way worse before. If you need proof that the only thing special about me are the Eyes of the Gods, then it's no big deal.

[merirut]

[There's a pause there before he nods. The most he'll leave is a small cut on Leo's finger though, something a little larger than a papercut but nothing more than that.]

[eldritcheyes]

[Leo winces but that's about it. The cut is completely normal, bleeding a bit with no signs of abnormal healing. He eventually puts pressure on it with his other fingers.]

[merirut]

[He probably should have brought bandages for this alas. But he does nod at Leo, which is as close as a thanks as he can manage.]