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sixth trial
[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!
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!
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If things... go ill, I need you to take this. It is Lightning's sister's engagement necklace- if you can not return it to her, then it is yours.
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[Goddamn it.
Jane reaches out for it.]
I won't have to return it to her. I'll be returning it to you.
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And low, muffled against the top of her hair:]
I know this hurts. But you convinced me to believe in you so I must ask you to trust in me. And bring the others over as well. Please.
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...I will.
[And so she lets go, and turns around.]
Guys...hey. Um. Come...come over here for a second, alright? Please?
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[But. Whatever it is, he's going to trust these three. Or two, because Jane seems to be in the dark as much as they are.]
[Walking quietly over to Xander's podium, shooting Jamie a quick look as he passes. What are you planning, Champion Happy Trees.]
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[Yeeeeeeeeeeeah no. He's just...going to approach and stand nearby, crossing his arms and looking like he's losing his patience with everyone.
You can't ask for an impossibility, Jane. He's not joining this willingly]
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[He doesn't know what it is yet, but he knows a thing in progress when he sees it, and whatever it is apparently requires everyone being in bubbling and/or hug distance.]
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Fine!
[Here. He's close. Happy now, you group of sappy fools?]
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Jaw set, Jane reaches out and tugs Togami in with surprising strength for a teenage girl. You can't escape, buddy.]
I don't know if that's what he wants, but if it is, then you're getting the fuck in here. I am not in the mood for your sass anymore.
[Better hope you're not back in the spades doghouse.]
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[FINE jeez what is this sappy bullshit he didn't ask for this all oh my god, hahaha]
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[Her touch might linger a hair longer than it would normally though. Fucking...dammit, shit fuck dammit.]
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...Please.
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So, no, it's not.]
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[Respect the Thing, dangit.]
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Slowly...She wanders back.]
...It doesn't really matter now, does it?
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I'm here for all of you.
[She waddles over in the bunny suit and hugs them gently.]
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Do you trust me, Jane?
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He comes back from near the middle of the circle and wedges himself between Xander and his podium, close enough to wrap one arm around Jane's shoulder in a one-armed hug.]
No matter what happens next, I need you to trust Xander and trust me. Please.
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