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THIRD TRIAL

[Ashley Blair, the SHSL Witch-in-Training, is dead. She's had her life snuffed out, but how and why? It's a murder both mysterious and menacing.

Portraits of Betrayus and Ashley, depicted in monochrome coloring, stand at their podiums. But more importantly, the courtroom this time is an exact and functional replica of the Eggman Factory. If only for the evidence they'll never be able to move...

Will they be able to use this evidence to find the truth? Or will the culprit's confusing conundrum get the best of them?

10 students remain.]

[Let the class trial in the murder of Ashley Blair...begin.]

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Well, you kids really know how to keep me waiting, huh? I was starting to get real sleepy over here! You kiddos know what to do by now! For all our lovebirds out in the audience, don't vote wrong on purpose, otherwise you'll be joining the culprit up there!

[There's no pause. He slams the button down for his own name. This is kind of what he wanted. Better to be dead than have to live with ten years of misery ruining everything for the rest of one's life.]

>Yomiel

[Alastor's expression isn't one of anger, or of sympathy. No, what's written on his face is pure disappointment, plain and simple. He shakes his head as he reaches forward to select the name.]

> Yomiel Shchrodinger

[Luigi sighed as he looked at all the other students. A voice in his mind pointed out that if another murder were to happen, over half of the students would be gone.

And only time would tell if they'll ever be able to escape before they all die.]

>Yomiel

Tch.

[Shadow pushes the button, without any sort of expression on his face]

> Yomiel Shchrodinger

You almost had us.

[She looks at everyone doing what's become routine. She looks at Yomiel. She looks at the voting option in front of her.]

Do I have to?

....Yeah. We don't really have a choice here. It was stupid, but there's no getting out of the fact that Yomiel killed someone.

[She keeps staring at the name right in front of her.]

Why can't he just stay here?

Because...because the rest of us have to live on to put a stop to this. And right here...the bear has too much of an advantage. He won't let us leave until someone dies.

[She's quiet for another long moment.]

I see.

[She looks around at all the other campers for a second, holding her gaze on Clair the longest. Then she slowly reaches over to press the button.]

>Yomiel

[Judging by the look in her face, Nephenee's just drained at this point. That much self-loathing and anger...

It really puts her own self-esteem issues in perspective. She doesn't want to ever be that way...and to be honest? She's a little afraid of what this place is doing to her.

There's little in the way of energy in her voice as she speaks and hits the button:]

Miss Hinawa...Miss Wiitney...Miss Clair...please don't watch.

[She's not sure she even can.]

> Yomiel Shchrodinger

[She needs a hug.]

[Alastor can tell she needs a hug. After taking a moment to compose himself, he walks over and just wraps his arms around her.]

[Hinawa stares at her podium for a long while. All she can think about is how she could have stopped this. Ashley could still be alive right now, and Yomiel wouldn't be a murderer. If only she had seen that note earlier. This was all her fault.

So while everyone else is voting for Yomiel, she's staring at her own name.]

...

[He sees that look.]

I hope you're not thinking of doing anything foolish.

[She jumps a little, and glances at Lon'qu, only to avert her eyes in shame.]

N-no, I'm fine. It's just, I, um...

[Still can't bring herself to vote for Yomiel.]

You don't have to explain yourself.

[A sigh. Not out of annoyance or anything, since it's not like he doesn't understand.]

If it's too difficult... I can put in the vote for you.

[She stares blankly ahead, then slowly nods.]

I can't do this this time.

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stabspeople - 2015-10-25 19:53 (UTC) - Expand

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[LET'S PRETEND I HAVE NOT BEEN AT WORK ALL WEEKEND AND AM NOT SNEAKING THIS IN WHILE ON BREAK

LET'S ALSO PRETEND I HAVE ANY IDEA EHAT HAPPENED BETWEEN NOW AND LAST NIGHT

Oh I guess it was Yomiel neat]

>Yomiel

[It is how it is. Funny how things like this can start to seem like... routine.]

> Yomiel Shchrodinger

[It's voting time, and Neph already hit Yomiel's button for her. Yomiel's gone back to his podium, as expected, but Clair's grown silent. She can't bear to watch as the others soon chime in, dooming the man she cared about to a fate he chose for himself. She doesn't want this. Even after all the talk and all the action, her mind hasn't changed.

And that's when she remembers. Wiitney had chosen the wrong button by mistake and was allowed to edit her choice! There was still time! As long as she does this quickly, there might be a chance. Slowly, she raises her hand and...]

> CLAIR TARASQUE

[...huh. It actually worked.]

Clair, don't! Please...

[Alastor's hands are shaking on his podium, claws drawing long lines in the wood.]

You were...we were counting on you. I was counting on you. Your Pokemon...what will they do if you just give yourself to the bear like this?

...before coming here, I never saw a single person die. Never had a single friend, either. But after coming here, I've seen both rolled into one. And it's only going to continue unless Monobear is stopped. But I don't have the heart to continue. I can't go on living with the knowledge that all these people have died, several because of me, and yet we're no closer to beating the one who trapped here.

[Shaking her head. There's no tears any more. Although maybe that's the most unnerving part of all.]

Maybe it's wrong to give up, but even if I did reverse my decision, what good would it do? I'm...tired, Alastor. Everyone back home was right; I'll never be better than Lance. But at least...at least I know everyone else is in good hands. You can get everyone out of this. You're stronger than he is. [...okay, maybe she's not totally dead inside, considering she swallows hard before saying this last bit.] And as for my team...I want you to have them.

But...

[There are tears from him, leaving damp tracks down his cheek.]

Whenever someone needed to take charge, you were right there next to me. Helping me with the parts I'm not human enough to see the same way as everyone else. Pulling me back when I started slipping back into the mindset of the underworld. I need someone to argue with me when I start to cross those lines...

Please. Don't give up like this. Don't make us watch a friend give up on living. And don't let yourself die with whatever indignity Monobear will give you.

So that's it. You wanted me to be a leader.

[Her cold gaze turns to Alastor.]

You know, I wanted to be. I thought if I worked hard and stayed optimistic, I'd be able to escape with everyone. That I could save everyone and be praised for my efforts. That for once in my life, I'd accomplish something that no one could take credit for. But once Mac died, I doubted myself. I bent. Then when Callie died, I broke. Wiitney brought me back, but I showed my true colors then.

I'm not strong enough to be a leader. I'm too emotional. Too weak. In order to get out of this place, you all need to be strong. But where I failed...others will succeed. You already have someone who can pull you back in and make you see things different, Alastor. [Turning to Neph.] Someone I foolishly underestimated.

Edited 2015-10-25 23:35 (UTC)

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