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theairlock2017-08-26 12:41 pm
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first trial
[When the announcement sounds and the evidence gathered it’s time for a trial. When the remaining champions are all gathered by the repaired docking bay doors they slide slowly slide open.
There are two lines of robots, silent as sentries, creating a border path from the docking bay doors to the circle of metal podiums. The podiums themselves were made of strange metals in red and gold and orange and black, each one etched with the name of one of the Champions. There are flood lights - like spot lights - in front of each podium, but the lights in front of Shirou, Hamilton, and Albel are dark, and hung on the front of their podiums are greyscale portraits, printed from their profiles.
Blaze Dudely stands on a repair deck on top of his ship, which looms over the proceedings ominously. Rather than the glee the Champions may think he would take in this kind of display, he merely stands there with his arms crossed, expression unreadable and his cyborg eye scanning the Champions with a piercing scrutiny, like he's searching for one of them to act out of line.]
Mornin’, Champions. Here’s how this is goin’ to go: take the evidence ya found, piece together what happened and find who took out the Champion Swordsman. If ya find them, they’ll be dealt with. If ya don’t, they’ll be free to go and the rest of ya will face punishment. Take the time ya need but don’t bore me.
There are two lines of robots, silent as sentries, creating a border path from the docking bay doors to the circle of metal podiums. The podiums themselves were made of strange metals in red and gold and orange and black, each one etched with the name of one of the Champions. There are flood lights - like spot lights - in front of each podium, but the lights in front of Shirou, Hamilton, and Albel are dark, and hung on the front of their podiums are greyscale portraits, printed from their profiles.
Blaze Dudely stands on a repair deck on top of his ship, which looms over the proceedings ominously. Rather than the glee the Champions may think he would take in this kind of display, he merely stands there with his arms crossed, expression unreadable and his cyborg eye scanning the Champions with a piercing scrutiny, like he's searching for one of them to act out of line.]
Mornin’, Champions. Here’s how this is goin’ to go: take the evidence ya found, piece together what happened and find who took out the Champion Swordsman. If ya find them, they’ll be dealt with. If ya don’t, they’ll be free to go and the rest of ya will face punishment. Take the time ya need but don’t bore me.
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[She starts flipping through her PIP.]
You think this narrows it down a little? I don't think some of the people here even know how a computer works or anything like that.
[Hell, she's from a slightly more technologically advanced 90s herself.]
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[He's going to start scrolling through profiles too.]
I'm only seeing two, maybe three possibilities, based on what I know about the people here and what's listed in the profiles.
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ALLEGEDLYUNCONSCIOUS WHEN ALL THIS WAS GOING ON. still, getting it out there; he has nothing to hide]no subject
[ idk probably the soldier from the year two thousand five hundred-whatever, just a guess ]
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[Because being from the future doesn't automatically equate to cybernetic knowledge. Soma's from 2035.]
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How much about cybernetics would they really need to know, though? If the killer was an expert, they wouldn't have needed that book.
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If they're science-minded, it might not be a stretch to pick up basic cybernetics quickly if it's something they're not already trained in.
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[ I mean. Given his title, it's not like that was a secret. ]
My focus is on implantable devices powered by spyrix technology, which I can safely say that arm was not.