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]

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[hasit]

Allene, no—!

[kickbuttseatnuts]

[That's nice Genny, but she doesn't care actually. Gonna tackle that dirtbag.]

[stanbyme]

[He takes the tackle, arms outstretched, because what else is he gonna do? His back cracks as he hits the floor and he lets out a grunt.

But he's gonna use her momentum to keep her at arm's length and throw her off of him like an angry cat.]

Hold your horses, kid!

[kickbuttseatnuts]

Ohhhhhhh, you got a lotta nerve telling who to hold horses when right now!

[Claws are absolutely out and swinging near his stomach]

[stanbyme]

[Well alright, he promised Leia no more punches but he already broke one promise to her today so...

While one hand tries to keep her at arm's length, the other's gonna pull back and try to deck her while she's busy trying to eviscerate him.]

[kickbuttseatnuts]

[The hit absolutely lands and she's forced backwards.

And grins.]

Ohhhh, man, I missed fighting a lousy, evil, sack of shi-

[And that's when Soos tackles her, probably.]

[not_over_yet]

[ Lying atop his podium, watching the fight. Looks tired, kinda bored. ]

How long did it take to decide your niece was an acceptable loss?

[hasit]

[Sharply:]

What do you mean by that?

[not_over_yet]

None of the Pines clan were going to kill, not intentionally, not without confessing. Because the other two would die for it.

And yet--! [ Gestures to Stan. ]

[hasit]

He'd never. Stanley loves Mabel, loves all of his family, more than anything. He wouldn't put them in danger on purpose!

[not_over_yet]

Who killed Miss Erso, then?

[stanbyme]

[As he gets back to his feet, he gets a blaze of fury in his eyes.]

What did you say?

[not_over_yet]

If you killed and weren't caught, she and Mr. Ramirez would both die. Only one winner, remember?

[stanbyme]

...

[And then he starts...laughing?]

That's cute. You think if I'd wanted to I didn't know how to clean up a crime scene. That was hardly even trying.

[hasit]

[Leia half-turns, shakes her head, disbelieving.]

Why? Why half-ass it?

[stanbyme]

...This guy's even worse than the last one, you think he would'a let me get away with fessing up at the start of the trial?

[hasit]

I don't.

[She shakes her head.]

I don't believe you, Stanley. Jyn was just a kid, she was only twenty or so, and you...you've been more upset about kids dying than anyone else here!

[stanbyme]

I am! None of them deserved this. She didn't deserve to run into a jumpy old man with a screwdriver. If it'd hit her just about anywhere else, I could'a done something, but...

[hasit]

[Her brow furrows, and she hastily wipes the tears from her cheeks.]

But the bandages. You didn't try...? Soos said there were bandages and sutures missing.

[stanbyme]

I tipped over the pot to prop her leg up on. But by the time I got back with the stuff, she was already-

[hasit]

Then where did it all go? Where did you put it?

[And for that matter:]

And what about her crystal?

[not_over_yet]

Mm. Odd scene, true. Your point? Did someone else do it?

[stanbyme]

No, it was... it was definitely me.

I just.

[His chest swells with his inhale.]

...I wanted to spend a little more time with my family before the end.

[hasit]

Allene, please. Think of Jyn, at least give her trial the dignity and respect it deserves!

[kickbuttseatnuts]

F#$% trials! I'm sick of 'em! I wanna see him dead!