second trial

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[Like last week the announcement sounds, the Champions with their gathered evidence file once again to the teleporter where the courtroom waits for them.

The a circle of podiums has changed since last week. The Griffin, Toby, and Angelica's floating portraits have joined Chintanda's above their respective podiums as well as the bright green having been changed to a glaring red.

The Overseers are waiting on their floating platform when the first group of Champions arrive. They're back in their black suits, side by side. Jamie's expression is grim but he looks more mentally present than the last trial. Bolton, on the other hand, looks stern but not grim, arms crossed over his chest. Once again, he's the one who makes the announcement.]

Welcome, Champions, to the courtroom. Sixteen of you have entered, but - in the best case scenario - only fifteen of you will leave. Compile your evidence and figure out who the killer is. If you vote correctly, the culprit will be executed and the rest of you will be allowed to go back upstairs. If you vote wrong, however, the killer goes free and the rest of you take the punishment in their place.

Remember, there is no time limit but keeping things interesting is in your best interests.

Comments

[kingshaming]

That's right. Lightning dislocated my knuckle earlier in the week.

[Said as if that was ttly normal]

[ratherdoweddings]

You're both too hard on each other! You could get hurt that way, you know!

[kingshaming]

I misjudged what I could take without my armor is all. Trust me, I learned my lesson.

[misplacedxsheath]

Heh, sounds as if you had quite an impressive spar.

[kingshaming]

I'd say so.

[He looks so pleased]

[misplacedxsheath]

I hope the injury is healing well?

[kingshaming]

Very, nothing long term.

[misplacedxsheath]

Well enough that I won't have to go too easy on you in our next bout?

[kingshaming]

I should hope not.

[misplacedxsheath]

Good, I'd be disappointed otherwise. I just hope you've been getting practice avoiding blows.

[stitch_in_time]

Can we focus, please? You lot can all have a good flirt later.

[misplacedxsheath]

Do you people jump to no other conclusions? He's far too much like myself at that age for the concept to even cross my mind.

[kingshaming]

[Xander is just coughing into his fist and looking embarrassed]

[refusedtoleave]

The entire knuckle? How did you do that?

[kingshaming]

I... tried to catch a kick to my face.

[refusedtoleave]

[She thought you were the responsible one...]

I see... You'd would have probably had a concussion if you hadn't then. So it's the best way that could have gone.

[cyan_maid]

Holy cow, Mister Xander!!

[bylight]

[Light shakes her head, trying not to look smug.]

At least I popped it back into place. Could be looking a lot more worse for wear right now.