fourth trial

[airlockedmods]

[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.

Comments

[tokencanadian]

That's.... [Frankly amazing, actually.]

If it's true, then... Leon might have just saved our lives.

[induality]

Which would mean... he set off the stuff that was meant to kill us and as a result... killed himself and Akande...

[tokencanadian]

Which would make the things involving Noctis... a distraction?

[helladoptera]

Maybe... that was Akande's plan if people survived. To frame Noctis.

[induality]

...Akande may not have expected to be interrupted. He may have intended on framing Noctis before things... turned out like this.

[power_of_dominance]

[Soma is calm enough now to hear this. He looks toward Fukawa, and there's a grim smile on his lips.]

The same guy who worried about me enough to get you? Looks like he died a hero.

[nightcure]

... We owe him more than we could ever imagine.