[CONTINUE + 2] week 1 || act: indict

[foundationmods]

[Saturday dawns, bright and early again - and Undyne comes to the inn, flanked by the Royal Guard...all of the Dogs in the area, in their armor or uniforms.

You all only have enough time to get ready - wash yourselves, put on your masks and clothing - before you're ushered out, guarded so heavily that it's clear they expect trouble. Monsters on the way watch you warily, whispering and looking shocked.

It's clear they no longer have such kind thoughts of you, after what happened.

You're all lead out past Snowdin and Waterfall, into an area that's hot, and the glow of subterranian lava lights the area. Then, past a large hotel...into an area that looks metallic, where some kind of whitish, rainbow-gleaming liquid can be seen below.

You know where this is.

In this area, you are led to a wider platform that is still open to the liquid before, with the handrails in place - where there are some seats around, and a familiar face waiting to speak with you.

This...for all of you, it is a familiar sight.

It is a trial location.

You are here to find the killer...and convict one of your own, in a murder that makes no sense.

But you have no choice.

You can only forge ahead....and try to find out the truth.]

VICTIM: WEI WUXIAN
ACT: VOTE

Comments

[le_mat]

[siiiigh.

sorry Shou, he's a swimmer build. Lean. Not bad, but not beefy]

Happy?

[ugly_split_ends]

Hmmmmmm! Hehehehehe.

All right, not bad! Now, where am I supposed to... act like... I'm stabbing you, again?

[le_mat]

Under the ribs going up. Like you're going for the heart or lungs. From a natural position, say you're taking the knife out from hiding to kill me.

[ugly_split_ends]

You mean like this?!?!

[She reaches down and with a smooth movement and flutter of her skirt pulls out a razor-sharp pair of scissors!!!]

[le_mat]

[He yelps, skittering back and almost going for his own knife]

YES, YES EXACTLY LIKE THAT BUT NOT WITH REAL STABBING TOOLS, THANKS!

[ugly_split_ends]

Too late! Ahahahahahaha!!

[She pounces!]

[le_mat]

[OKAY WE'RE DOING THIS. He does pull his knife this time- after Sherlock, he's not hesitating again.

...he still doesn't have the LV to actually bring himself to attack her, but he does have the Proficiency to have a good chance of blocking her. And pray she's just fucking with him]

[ugly_split_ends]

...Oi. You actually gonna fight back? Drop it, or we can call this little test off, I-my-me.

[le_mat]

Use a pen or we'll just have to call it off as you say.

[ugly_split_ends]

Awww. Guess you talk the talk but you don't want to walk the walk.

[She smacks her lips, then holds her scissors up.]

I don't kill people with pens. Killing is a special art that's only done with my scissors. Would you ask a painter to play at dueling with a paint brush? Or a sculptor to throw his clay?! I don't think so!

[le_mat]

...

[This is dumb. He knows it's dumb. He can't trust her- as Fukawa said: she IS a serial killer. Fukawa was his friend, but was Shou?

But if he buckled now... he suspected she might dig her heels any chance she gets while still 'helping' like she promised. It could hurt future trials. So he has to put faith in her oath to not kill anyone.

So he puts the knife away]

...fine.

[It's a gamble, but well... that's why he's Joker, yeah?]

[ugly_split_ends]

[mental note: Ren is easily cajoled.]

We~ll then...

[She just saunters over this time, swaying her hips exaggeratedly, like she was heading over to deliver a pick-up line.]

[When she's closer, she spins the scissors on one finger, before transferring it to hold in her hand like she's ready to stab, effortlessly.]

Let's see... if I were to stab anyone... in a thrusting motion... that would pierce their heart... it'd have to be...

[She draws it up, over his skin... her breathing starting to get a little heavier.]

Yeah...

[She pricks down the edge just barely on a part of skin right under his sternum.]

...Right there.

[Not enough to cut, but enough he's aware there's a sharp implement against his skin. And Genocider Shou is right in his personal space.

...She reeks. Like she hasn't showered in a while.]

[le_mat]

[He's in full Joker mode now, so he doesn't flinch, just staring her down. He does shiver though, and her smell is enough for his nose to twitch, barely help back from wrinking in distaste]

Sounds about right, Shou-san.

[ugly_split_ends]

...Course if it were me, I wouldn't want you to die right away, so there's that!

[She blows him a kiss, then shoves him back, hand right on his chest, her body shuddering all the while]

Oooooh~! [A hiss of an intake of breath.] God... it's been a good long time since I've been so close to killing someone! Put your clothes on before I get even wetter than I already am, I-my-me.

[le_mat]

[He grunts at the shove, getting a clean(er) breath of air once he's at a better distance. Yeah time to get dressed]

... should I say 'thanks for not stabbing me'?

[ugly_split_ends]

Fuck, no! You want to kill my lady-boner?? Let me enjoy my edging a little more.

[She'll spin her scissors around a little more, then they disappear back under her skirt into a holster.]

[le_mat]

... well, then I can tell you about the time I got drugged, beat up by cops, and then yelled at by a hot lady for an entire night instead? No stabbings but I guess we can't have everything in life.

[ugly_split_ends]

Pffft. You got nabbed by the cops? Amateur.

You don't seem like the murderin' type, so what was it? Shooooplifting?

[le_mat]

It was intentional, actually. Let them catch me to set someone else up.

[Smirk]

Manslaughter was on the list but I was innocent for that one. The B&Es, weapon charges, etc were technically legit though.

[ugly_split_ends]

Whoa, whoa, whoa. You part of some team?? That's waaaay beyond anything I'm interested in.

...Though, only yelled at? Seems to me they should've slapped you around a little bit.

[le_mat]

Yeah, I lead a team back home. And the actual cops did that plenty. I thought she was gonna a few times though.

... I probably wouldn't have minded it- too bad I was too high to really enjoy it.

[ugly_split_ends]

Sooooomeone's a masochist! Ultra super-sub, masochist!

[le_mat]

No comment~

[ugly_split_ends]

Was it good for you, too? Our little game we just played.

[Her eyes might be a wandering over his body a little more closely now.]

[le_mat]

... If I wasn't married and you weren't an *actual* serial killer... heh, who can say? I like danger.