Take Responsibility.

[trustbound]

Once again, as people finish their investigations and make their way toward the door at the bottom of those stairs in the dorms, the door down there is unlocked once again. It opens as though of its own volition, with a loud clicking sound and a soft outward swing, not firmly enough to harm anyone who might be standing in the way but enough to give them some slight encouragement to move. The stairwell it leads to is once again dark, the only light coming in from the courtroom below, if it can really properly be called that. It stands as cold and unforgiving as it did last week, all concrete and steel and the podium circle in the center, surrounding the darkened pit in the middle. Nothing can be seen down there for the time being; it simply seems like a large black hole leading nowhere. Three more podiums have joined Jean's in being arranged differently from the rest; Caren, Yosuke, and Chitoge have all joined the ranks of the deceased, their podiums draped in black with their profile portraits sitting atop them, greyed-out and watching the room with unseeing eyes. The thirty-sixth podium remains empty and blank, as always. Once everyone has found their place in the circle, the public-address system comes to life once more, and after a moment Jericho's voice can be heard "Dexterous has been taken from you; seems like a lot of you were friends with her, and you all know why you're here by now and what you're supposed to do. So hopefully you guys won't be disrespectful assholes again and expect me to make you give a damn this time! Be self-centered about it all you want, just do your jobs. After all, it's in your best interests to do that. As always, do your best - I'm looking forward to seeing how it goes." Thirty-one Participants remain. However many are left at the end of the day is up to you.

Comments

[matchbreaker]

... But what sort of stupid person wrongly confesses to something which'll kill everyone?

[ Including them. Despite it feeling weird in her gut (which was why she snapped at Tarrlok) she can't help but fall back into wondering if there's any logic here. ]

[perpend]

That's a gooood question.

[It's not sitting right with him, either.]

[destage]

...You don't suppose she's trying to protect someone, do you?

[matchbreaker]

...Mmm. You know, is it worth taking the incentive Jericho threw out at all? I mean, Kimblee said it himself back at the meeting, it's a bit more than a vacation.

[ It might not be worth it at this point but??? Something still feels weird. ]

[shuttermouse]

...What if there's a second killer involved? If Blue-san and someone else are both responsible, and we only vote for Blue-san...

[bloodisthicker]

Do you really think she's covering for someone, then? I think any inconsistencies in her current behavior can be explained by the fact that she's about to die rather brutally.

[withabigsmile]

Mister Tarrlok's got the right idea! Of course, if you'd like to hunt down and vote for someone else instead, I do very much still want to leave. ♥

[sleepytimegal]

Can you tell us why her?

[withabigsmile]

...I second-guessed myself. That's why.

[...She produces a key.]

If you really want to know, check my room. I've got some clothes in there too, if anyone wants them. Until then, let me keep my dignity, okay?

[sleepytimegal]

...Yeah. Okay.

[ Alex will take the key with little fanfare. ]

[destage]

[...]

No, I think we're good at this point. Sorry, Blue-san.

[It was more of an idle curiosity, but eh. No one said she necessarily had to sympathize.]

[perpend]

It's possible. Like what Miss Hori said, it just feels like we're leaving something out.