WEEK 3 - TRIAL

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TRIAL

The morning seemed so far away yesterday - yet, it also seems too soon when morning comes and you are all yet again ushered to the third floor by The Lady. The Captain is there, in all of his....wait, no, he's asleep.

The doors close, and...nothing happens. There's still the box labeled 'VOTES' in his lap on the couch, but...

On the table is a letter, that reads 'Only one person may be voted for execution this week. Please figure out who that will be during the time limit.'

As you finish reading that, music begins to play in the room...


VICTIM: SHIROU EMIYA, HIMEKO INABA, AND MUNEHISA IWAI

23 GUESTS REMAIN.

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[messianic]

[And, quietly:]

I have pictures of Iwai-san's body, but...

... Don't look if you can't handle gore.

[Because it's really bad. (Cw for gore and just Bad)]

[purrtagonist]

[. . . he looks. for Iwai's sake, he looks]

[a small part of him regrets it as his stomach does a flip in his gut, and he's forced to tear his gaze away, eyes slipping shut tightly]

[messianic]

[... He just gives Akira a concerned look, but he won't stop him.]

[purrtagonist]

[swipes a hand against his mouth and swallows thickly]

[he gives Minato a curt nod, but says nothing else]

[whirlingmace]

[ Just putting her hand on his back hi. ]

[purrtagonist]

[hi]

[he doesn't turn to face her, but that's because he's a bit too busy trying not to be sick. GIVE HIM A MOMENT. . .]

[whirlingmace]

[ He can take all the time he needs. She'll gently pat his back ]

[purrtagonist]

[THANKS CINQUE]

[resortghosts]

[Hey, Akira, did you want sudden invisible headpats? Because that's happening now.]

[purrtagonist]

[stiffens in surprise]

-- Iwai?

[resortghosts]

[The hand seems to pull back before making some tapping noises.

One long tap. Followed by three long taps.]

[purrtagonist]

[. . . if that's morse code Akira has no idea how to translate]

One tap for yes. Two for no.

[resortghosts]

[A few seconds later Akira wondered if Iwai would go over there and give sudden invisible headpats, someone else comes and gives him a quick and almost playful slap on the back of the head, just enough to lean Akira's head forward.

The message is clear: 'really, kid?']

[latebluemer]

[She's a little pale herself, that was A Lot, but have a hand on your shoulder, Akira.]

[purrtagonist]

[he's stiff under her touch, but. her hand on his shoulder does help him relax a bit]

[justfists]

[and then she touches his arm lightly as well.]

You don't need to look.

[purrtagonist]

Too late.

[he already did]

[theycallhimmrpchan]

I think, Iwai was tortured before he was killed....

[justfists]

[she... doesn't look at first. But she does take the time to reach out and lightly touch his arm.]

Thank you, Minato.

[messianic]

[He just nods quietly to her.

They have to all do their best, right?]

[swordhandled]

--I'm sorry you had to witness something like that.

[messianic]

... I'd rather it be me than someone else.

[Like poor Akira, good god.]

[latebluemer]

[She looks anyway, because she sure does have gorey photos on her tablet still too, then slaps a hand over her mouth and runs off to the bathroom for a bit. She's a little shaky when she emerges, but it was quiet so she managed to settle her stomach, at least.

Advantages of remembering not to eat before trial!]

... The Barghest -- really -- I'm sorry.

[That they had to see and photograph that, jesus.]

[messianic]

[He reaches out to rest a gentle hand on her shoulder.]

... Are you going to be okay?

[It's easier for him--to focus on the others, and not what they found.]

[latebluemer]

[She manages a wry sort of smile.]

I should be asking you that, right? I don't think I'm going to get used to this before all this is over.