Seventh Trial

[candlelightsflicker]

[Once again the stretching room descends and the Hatbox Ghost seems impatient.]

Ugh where's that Serling guy's stupid death elevator when you need it? This is taking forever.

[But soon enough you arrive in the trial room, now with Freddie and Jyn's voodoo dolls on their podiums. And your 100% new friend Hatbox Ghost is there too!] 

If you guys don't all die next week, I'm installing the death elevator.

[TRIAL START]

Comments

[hasit]

Not that I saw...Basil, did you notice anything?

mods?

[not_over_yet]

[ any bandaging etc on Jyn? ]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[There is not.]

[not_over_yet]

No, there wasn't. ...Were any used ones found? Or might the killer still be in them?

[sorrydoods]

I didn't find any in the medical room, so...maybe the second one? Should we try checking for injuries and stuff?

[They're gonna have to strip, aren't they?]

[not_over_yet]

This ordeal's involved an awful lot of stripping down, hasn't it.

[ GETTING A BIT OLD ]

[sorrydoods]

Yes, yes it has.

[Not much they can do about it, tbh.]

[not_over_yet]

Who's dealing with it this time? I'd rather not, but... [ ...he is kinda the least likely suspect here, so. ]

[sorrydoods]

I mean, I could, if you need me to.

[He had to take off that sweater, so everyone probably got a good look at his completely uninjured body, so...]

[hasit]

And it's solved at least one case.

[not_over_yet]

[ One he doesn't want to focus on, thanks. ]

Never said we oughtn't, simply... Well. Simply that I'm complaining again, nevermind.

iNJURY CHECK

[hasit]

That's what I thought. So: injury check? We can divvy up by gender and take opposite ends of the room, I...think after last week we need to be as thorough as possible.

[bayoublues]

[Raises hand.]

I can check the guys, if you want. I mean, you can probably see I don't have any injuries, anyways....

[Besides, of course, the pinky finger he uses to write out his votes. It hasn't been healing up that well lately.]

[hasit]

Thank you, Louis, I'd appreciate that.

[stanbyme]

...Eh, sure.

[Stan takes off his suit jacket and throws it over his podium. But as he goes to untie his tie, something red falls out of the inner pocket of his suit jacket.]

[bayoublues]

[hmmmmmmmMMMMMMMMMMMMM]

....Stan? What...What is that?

[He's gonna try and scoop it up to inspect it before Stan can. Quick, old man!]

[stanbyme]

[He didn't notice it fell, so he just sees an alligator coming at him and decides dodging that is more important.

Louis, you are now +1 red knit beanie.]

[hasit]

[Leia feels her heart skip a beat, and...not in a fun way.]

Hon? What's that?

[stanbyme]

It's just one of my hats. Guess it must've been in my pocket.

mods?

[bayoublues]

[MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM DON'T LIKE THAT

He's gonna. Inspect it closely. Are there any tears or the like in it?]

[grimgrinningghosts]

[Outside just being generally weathered, there is a very clean tear in the beanie, and it’s for sure made out of the same material.]

[not_over_yet]

[ It's going to take some prodding, due to Basil abruptly-not-caring anymore--thanks Leia--but he'll comply once someone gets his attention.

And no injuries here. Just an alternating mix of depression and annoyance. ]

[upgradeit]

[He's not taking off his shirt unless you make him, but there's no injuries visible.]

[bayoublues]

...Er, if you don't mind, could you maybe lift your shirt a little? I mean, you are wearing a lot of red.

[upgradeit]

Uh, sure?

[kind of lifts it to show it's covered in - nah, fam. we're still clear ]