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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[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.