Week 3 - Trial

[cartesio]

Week 3: Trial

April 20th. It was now time for the trial.

When everyone arrives at the trial room, the tribunes are already filled with townspeople. Compared to last week, there's less morbid curiosity and more quiet outrage. Everyone's glaring at the visitors while they enter the courtroom.

The number of podiums draped in black has increased dramatically. Nine's, Mako's, Sandalphon's, and Bakugou's have joined Moloch's, raising the number to five. That's one sixth of the available podiums. How many more will be covered in black velvet before these two months end?

Once everyone is at the right podium, the Sergeant bangs his gavel. He doesn't seem to be in better mood than before.

"Today the victim is Katsuki Bakugou. Solve it."

Without even bothering to taunt or be as antagonistic as usual, he waves the gavel. Five small photos appear on the podiums.

            

"When it's time, you shall cast your vote. Write it on paper or put the photo inside the slot, I don't really care about how you do it. What matters is that you actually do it. Start your discussion."

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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[doublelammy]

Sarge. We need that privacy area.

[Unlike the past two times, Millium doesn't even sound happy about it now.]

Bakugou fought back. There's a non-zero chance someone's got injuries, here.

I'll check the girls, but I'm gonna need a guy.

[unfashionably]

I'd offer, but... [ Suspect. ] Whenever we get somebody, let me know.

[snideper]

Ugh!

[DISLIKE!!! but goddamn it she's trying to pretend to be helpful. fuck this. fuck that dabi told her to try defending herself. FUCK THOSE 1.5 RESPECT POINTS]

Someone else should check the girls. You're keeping too quiet about what's going on with Olympia, and I'm not gonna let you check me.

[doublelammy]

Didn't you hear me earlier?

I don't trust anyone up there. And I already told her out loud I think it might be her.

[Not amused.]

Believe me, I don't wanna do this any more than you do. There are plenty of other girls here that'd be way more worth it.

[why is she LIKE THIS]

[snideper]

Oh, sure, I heard you, but you can say whatever you want. I'm looking at how you're acting, and you sure aren't acting like you mean it. Someone else should check Olympia, with or without your help. Either way, you're not checking me.

[a pause, looking around the room]

If someone has to, I want it to be Cian. [mmm considering] Or the old lady, I guess. [she means Rose, who doesn't deserve this]

[integratedsoul]

[ There's a nod towards Clarisse here and then a questioning look towards Millium. ]

I'd do it. Is that okay?

[doublelammy]

Yeah, it's fine by me. I can go my entire life without seein' her boobies, thanks.

[why! is she! LIKE THIS!]

[doublelammy]

I told Jughead what I thought was important. I just don't think the rest of you need a play-by-play of what's goin' on under her sheet-thing, and especially not you.

[snideper]

If you're interested in "justice" [real mockingly] or whatever twisted version you can get here, then you need to figure out it's not about what you think is important. You're not the one making the final decision, are you?

Get someone else to check over Olympia, with or without your help. Then I'll let Cian search me.

[unfashionably]

No, I think she's done a pretty good job checking everyone over so far. But if you're really against it, maybe someone else can check you over with her.

[snideper]

She's been too quiet about the situation with Olympia's feet while we're trying to figure out the footprints. Either way, I'm not having her check me over at all, and definitely not with someone else's help.

[unfashionably]

That's your right. Personally? I'd rather we not have to strip anyone at all. [ Glancin' away. Bad memories, bad memories. He looks back. ] But I trust her judgment here.

[doublelammy]

Except, if you were listening instead o' preenin' over how someone said you were right, you'd know I told you guys plenty.

What? You got some kinda foot fetish you need to know exactly what's up? 'Cause, I mean... well, no, I can't say that. If it's you, I'm totally judging.

[snideper]

[yeah the goading's not getting to her. that's WEAK SHIT]

And then you conveniently turned a quiet ear to how the conversation kept going, didn't you?

[streetwolf]

Not this shit again...

[He hates everything and just slouches. Remember the fuss last time he had to do this?]

[cartesio]

[ Looks like the Sergeant has resigned to this necessity. For today. ]

[quickpersuader]

[Glancing at Keith, the screen, and Millium.]

I can check anyone. It really doesn't matter to me either way.

[unfashionably]

Uh... No offense, but I think I'll wait for someone else. [ Sorry...! ]

[quickpersuader]

Alright.

[Up to you man.]

[icariot]

I can check Sting, and anyone who would prefer a man to check.

[unfashionably]

[ Okay but the way you say that almost makes it sound like you're shaming him?? But all right, behind the privacy screen he goes to undress.

Incidentally, his feet are clean, he has no injuries of any kind, and also the rest of him is clean. There's nothing to see here except that he's in great shape and well-groomed. ]

[streetwolf]

So you doing this then kid?

[He's definitely antsy about the whole thing, but not swearing and having a fit like last time.]

[quickpersuader]

If you don't mind.

[Go forth, Wayne. The screen awaits.]

[streetwolf]

[Sure hope you guys arguing appreciate how long this is going to take.

Cause there's a lot here. First the blazer jacket. Then the hoodie. That thing has seen some wars. It'd normally be hidden under the blazer, but there's a patchwork of old bloodstains and sewn up holes. Then a sweater vest(haha nerd), a shirt and a normal vest.

He does hesitate at the vest though. But that comes off. He's completely covered in scars. Nothing recent though. Well there is something recent but still too healed to have been within a few days. And that's a large jagged cut to his stomach.

He doesn't make a move for the trousers or to make it easy for Kino to see his back though.]

[quickpersuader]

[Wayne why you gotta wear so many clothes.

Also, hope you don't mind Kino now circling you to check everywhere.]