theairlock | fourth trial

[When the announcement sounds and the evidence gathered it’s time for a trial. When the remaining champions are all gathered by the docking bay doors they slide slowly slide open.

The two lines of sentry robots are there again, 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. The lights on Oda, Akande and Leon's podiums have been turned off and their floating grey scale portraits have joined the six from last week.

Blaze Dudely stands on a repair deck on top of his ship, which looms over the proceedings ominously. His expression is still hard to read but his arms are folded across his chest and if you squint close enough there's a somberness about him that hasn't been at other trials.]

Ya'll know how this goes by now. [He's in no mood for pageantry this time.] Take the time ya need but don’t bore me.

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We're covering bases, Rick. If you have any other information you want to toss out, now's a good time, but we know the killer knew a lot about science and I don't want to throw Noctis under the bus.

[ he appreciates you so much, max ]

What I know is I wouldn't have killed him. I'd have killed li-literally everyone...everyone else here before I killed Akande.

And Akande would've killed all of us, too. Even you.

Yeah, I'm aware. Unlike you fucks, he had something remotely resembling a spine.

[That earns Rick a fanged hiss.]

Don't talk about a thirst for selfish murder as if it's a good thing!

What, y-you want...to go, Twilight-ass motherfucker?

Even not at my full strength, I could take you out, old man.

But your miserable life isn't worth the price.

Okay, Count Chocula. Why not go make yourself useful and - and deprive yourself of oxygen.

[Soma sneers and spits in the direction of Rick's feet.]

Besame el culo!

Solo si besas el mio, asshole!

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... Alright, Rick, then how much do you remember about where you were last night? I don't want you to be the killer, but if you have a blackout drunk blind spot or something in there, we could have a problem. And if nothing else, it helps us figure out where Akande was last night.

I drank. That's what I do. I vaguely remember getting...schwifty with the dude. My ass hurts to that extent.

[ yeah he's probably the last person that should ask rick anything but ]

Did you use the potberry leaves at all?

Not sure. I didn't know he had another supply of them.

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Okay, so you got... schwifty, and you don't know anything other than that. Got it. See? I'm not here to say for sure you killed someone you were that... close to.

[ She thinks for a second. ]

... that burn on his arm, what could have caused that? Since you know it best.