sixth trial

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[Six weeks, thirteen Champion dead out of their original twenty as well one half of the former Overseer pair. With Jamie now counted as a fellow Champion in the Benefactors' eyes, their numbers have dwindled down to eight.

C.E.C.E.'s announcement sounds and for what may be the last time the Champions must file to the teleporter with their evidence and the Champion Landscape Artist now officially among them. The courtroom is empty this time around, the floating platform as empty as the updated circle of surviving Champion's podiums. Jamie makes a small, humorless sound when he sees the lack of a portrait at Lightning's podium and his own name in glaring green where she once stood.

There's no Bolton to speak to them this time around so it's C.E.C.E. whose voice rings from on high.]

Welcome, Champions, to the courtroom. Eight of you have entered, but if you vote correctly only seven of you will leave. Compile your evidence and select the correct culprit is. If you vote correctly, the culprit will be executed and the rest of you will be allowed to go back upstairs.

Thank you!

Comments

[refusedtoleave]

[Natsuhi holds her hands out, they're clean, though her nails are getting longer than she'd like.

On her right hand there is a fresh bandage wrapped around her palm.]

[cyan_maid]

[!!!]

Miss Natsuhi, you're injured?

[refusedtoleave]

It happened on Monday, in the kitchen. Thomasin was there and helped treat it.

[cyan_maid]

So did you make sure you bandaged yourself when you were able to come up to the 4th floor? I don't know where else bandages might be kept.

[refusedtoleave]

Yes, I got them just after I left you earlier.

[cyan_maid]

Okay.

[Still believing in all of you really fucking hard...]

[curdle]

Aye, she speaks truth. Does it heal well?

[refusedtoleave]

[She flexes her fingers with a wince.]

Well enough, I'd mostly forgotten with everything this morning. It stings now that I've thought about it...

[stitch_in_time]

[...Did she have that bandage during the week? He's trying to remember through the sleep deprivation.]

....Natsuhi, I'm sorry, and I don't want to make any accusations yet, but.... can I look at it? To be sure.

[refusedtoleave]

I'm not even sure it needs a bandage now anyway.

[She huffs, unwraps it to show the scab, there's a few bits of pinkish skin were it's started to heal.]

[stitch_in_time]

[He's going to gently look over those wounds carefully, then rewrap it with the bandage to be safe.]

It's scabbing over. Unless you've got the same kind of healing factor McBurn did, I doubt that could've happened this morning.

Thank you.

[refusedtoleave]

[She's going to fiddle with the bandage and rearrange it.]