A pile of votes appear in front of the Sergeant, votes he quickly counts. When he's done, he stands up and looks at them. For a moment the silence is thick, he looks at the clock again.
Is there a fairer punishment for a murder? Is that not how society solves their problems? Eye for an eye. It's a very basic concept, and one the world has been built upon for millenia.
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Why do you want her to live? Hasn't she shown the darkness in her heart?
You weren't brought here by mere coincidence, Mira. I have the feeling you wouldn't be amused if I said my reasons -- and this isn't the time to say it, anyway.
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I did think you'd kill someone without it having to be in self-defense. That I am disappointed about.
That doesn't make sense. If you get a bunch of people together who are as likely to murder as you say, it should be more natural that this situation would occur.
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Why do you want her to live? Hasn't she shown the darkness in her heart?
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[He's with Matoba on this. Not about to allow another death.]
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It is simply that her death is a natural result of these developments.
[The Sergeant shrugs, putting a hand to his ear, and murmurs a few things before adding:]
Blame me all you want, I just follow orders.
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Rated R for Restricted Enjoyment of Violence.
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The satisfaction of a job well done, that is.
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[For the first time since he arrived, there's a small hint of a grin underneath the shadows over the Sergeant's face]
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I did think you'd kill someone without it having to be in self-defense. That I am disappointed about.
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