Week 7 - Trial

[cartesio]

Week 7: Trial

When everyone arrives at the trial room, the tribunes are already filled with townspeople. Until now, the public had been so angry, waiting to see what the outsiders would do. Now they're calmer. Not indifferent, just waiting to see what will happen.

There are so few of you left. So few people, surrounded by a town that once hated you, and now don't know what to think. Will this trial change their opinions of you again?

Maybe that doesn't matter. You're here to solve a murder, after all.

"Today the victim is Kinzie Kensington. This may be the last chance any of you get the chance to earn a medal. Let's see if this culprit gets away with it successfully."

You receive your list of suspects. Five small photos appear on the podiums.

            

"When it's time, you shall cast your vote. It has been a while since there was one culprit."

The trial room went completely silent, all the visitors can feel the attentive stares of the townspeople gathered to watch. It's up to them now to find the culprit.

Let the trial begin.

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EVIDENCE

[cartesio]

 

CW: sex toy, thanks kinzie

[marmoron]

[Keith begins by plopping down a bunch of evidence on Oda’s empty podium. There’s a lot of it so take it all in.]

Natalie and I found Kinzie’s body lying face up outside the Lodge walls yesterday. There’s a lot to talk about so I’ll start with the body first then move on to what was around her.

Her body was in bad shape. Severe burns all on her front with lots of cuts and deep gashes.. There was bruising on her back, like she hit something hard, but no burns or cuts there. No broken bones.

The ground around her was scorched. Judging from the pieces of metal shrapnel everywhere and the device I found makes it obvious she got caught in an explosion.

The device got banged up, but it was made of three parts as far as I could tell. A pipe, a fuel canister and a can of compressed air. The can of compressed air was empty, pipe’s seen better days. The fuel canister had a serrated cut in it, which might’ve been made by a hunting knife that was lying around. The blade was serrated. There was blood and soot only on the hilt. The blade itself looked clean. Didn’t see a detonator or an accelerator around.

There were also some jagged rocks lying around her that stuck out to me because they weren’t charred like everything else in the area was.

It looks like someone was trying to help Kinzie. There was a first-aid kit lying next to her body. Most of the stuff in it wasn’t used, but there was gauze covering Kinzie’s most obvious injuries. There was blood and grime around the outside of the kit, but none inside. There was an imprint of someone kneeling in the ground next to the kit. Whoever made it was probably around my size.

[A beat.]

And before you get the wrong idea, it wasn’t me who made it.

[Sigh.]

There was rope that I found a bit further away from the scene. Might’ve been dropped there by someone who was headed to the Lodge from the general direction of the pharmacy.

[Aaaaand finally, with some reluctance that’s obvious as all hell, Keith grits his teeth and just points at a three foot long, purple, half melted piece of silicone with a metal hilt like handle that's just hanging out on Oda’s lonely podium. Because fuck no, he’s not keeping it on his.]

That was also there. Near her feet.

[clearities]

[ looks at that suspect list. immediately goes internally. ] I investigated the park... and I saw a few things. I saw some footprints, but they seemed to be partial ones, so I couldn't really tell much besides that they leaned towards the larger size. But apparently they were coming from the motel area towards the hospital. Also, right at the shore of the pond, I found some pointy rocks [ which she brought with her just in case ] It looks like someone grabbed some of them for something...

[relieable]

[ah. that sure is his picture up on the suspects list. Bolin and Natalie are there, too... Osomatsu scowls at that for a moment, then takes a deep breath. ignore it, it's time to present his evidence]

I noticed a few things were missing in the hangar. There was a pile of gasoline canisters in the back, but one was missing. It left behind an imprint of spilled gas. A short but wide metal pipe was also missing. And then I had to ask someone what the last thing was. They said that it was a pressurized air canister, and one of those was missing, too. They also said it was, uh... well, that you had to be careful when moving it. 'cause, you know, it's pressurized. [science, or something]

[robitussin]

I checked out the pharmacy. There was a first aid kit missing, first of all. Just one kit, nothing else from any of the others. There were some cleaning supplies taken from that area, too.

When I went into the bathroom, I found some cotton rags with blood and soot on the edge of the sink. They smelled like ammonia, which makes sense, because there was a container of ammonia underneath the sink. It was only about half full, so someone had pretty clearly used it.

[pecker]

[Wow fuck this suspect list? Niwa actually shows annoyance for once.]

For some reason there were these large coats all over the floor in the hunting shop. Nothing was wrong with them or under them though... and a rope was gone and a serrated knife. That must be what Keith found.

[marmoron]

[He enters the courthouse expecting to be thoroughly underwhelmed AND OH BOY IS HE UNDERWHELMED AS EXPECTED. Except...]

The hell is Natalie on the list for?

[tuffguy]

[ air hi-5s over sandy's podium ]

[robitussin]

Odds are it would happen at least once, I guess. But also, you continue to have the worst fucking luck.

[relieable]

[no one's asking Keith questions, really... hmmm]

...When we saw our hostages, you got pretty... intense. [like he was going to cut the Sergeant right then and there] Who was it?

[tuffguy]

[ takes a look at the suspect list AGAIN?!

and just. accepts his fate ]

Fine. Alright.

[robitussin]

[She glances at the suspect list, and... just gives a sigh.]

Figures it'd happen at least once, I guess.

[Even if she sounds less than pleased.]

Okay, ask whatever, I guess.

[clearities]

[ someone's gotta ask, so. ] What were you doing last night? [ ... ] And this morning, too.

[relieable]

[geez! why is he on the suspects list? no one's suspected him of murder for a month and a half. no one's looked at him funny, or punched him, or insulted him. at least, not any of the visitors. it's been so different from being back at home.

Osomatsu looks like he might explode into a yelling tirade for a moment, but then he sighs and crosses his arms.

he's tired, more tired than angry. because this week has been draining him]

Ask your questions, I guess.

[clearities]

[ she likes Osomatsu a lot, but that's not going to stop her from asking questions regardless. because if she does, maybe she can make sure that he's not the culprit! ] What were you doing yesterday evening... and this morning, just to be sure.

[pecker]

... Screw it. I'm not doing this again, you all know I have no reason to be attached to anyone enough to care whether or not they end up living in this dump. Besides, I already have a medal. This is stupid.

[clearities]

You do? When did you get it? [ guess this is the question that's being asked here ]

SHOE SIZE CHECK??? kinda?

[clearities]

I found footprints, and while I don't think I can compare them to the ones I found in the park, I think we could at least see who has smaller feet that wouldn't work? [ an Attempt is going to be made anyway ]

[relieable]

[here he comes. he's got tennis shoes, and the bottoms are dirty because he doesn't obsessively clean them, like some people. but there's nothing more than dirt. his feet don't look too big, either]

...i can take 'em off, if you want a better look.

[poor Sakura. hopefully they're not going to do a sniff test of everyone's feet]

[marmoron]

[Great.

Keith will wordlessly hand Sakura his boot.]

[robitussin]

[She takes off her shoes and hands them to Sakura. They're pretty normal flats.]

[pecker]

[She's still not directly cooperating, but I mean, her shoe size is definitely pretty small. She's a tiny waif...]

[tuffguy]

Sure.

[ shows off his feet by handing her his boot ]

SMELL CHECK

[protectandselfserve]

Welp, line on up, folks! Hope you’re keeping things sanitary.

[not his favorite investigative method, but......]

[pecker]

[yawning.]

Good luck with that...

[Definitely not going in for this one, but surely it's fine. She is eliminated on both shoe size and medal owning.]

[tuffguy]

[ bolin keeps hearing all this talking around him, about who to vote for and he’s had enough of it ]

Enough!

I’m sorry that it came to this, but I’m not going to sit by and let someone else die because of me! Kinzie’s already dead because of my screw up and that’s one too many already.

If you’re going to vote for someone, please... I’m begging you, vote for me. Everyone left here has stuff to offer, nobody is useless. You’re all great people— probably better than me.

So please....

[clearities]

[ well, her vote's already made for her, but: ] I'm really sorry... it has to be like this... We'll find a way to save you, and everyone else.