Taking Responsibility.

[trustbound]

A while after that space behind and above the game room has been accessed, after things have been looked over, Jericho can be heard over the intercom; apparently, it works over in that area as well. "Wow, you guys really are having a great time going through our stuff, aren't you? Good for you! Seriously, look at all of you go, utilizing Rule Four and everything. It's cute as hell. I'm guessing you want something out of all of this, though – I mean, we absolutely could leave you there to just sort of mull things over until somebody else dies, but that seems like a waste of everybody's time, and believe it or not, I'm not too crazy about wasting tme. So if you're all happy with what you found, go ahead and head down to the courtroom – as always, we'll be waiting for you." And as he's said, the door the courtroom below is unlocked and open when you arrive; as always, feel free to follow that darkened stairwell down to that familiar room made of concrete and steel. There are so few of you now. Kyrie's photograph has joined the others in the circle that have their pictures in monochrome, their podiums draped in black – but notably, the podiums have all been rearranged. There are definite patterns to it, if you look; either way, feel free to find and take your place. The pit in the center of the circle remains darkened, but it isn't as though it matters much for the time being, given that there would be no one in it; after all, the thirty-sixth podium, across from all of you, is occupied. Hilda is standing there, dressed in black as always, a notebook folded tightly against her chest – not the notebook that killed Aligula, but a nice leatherbound one. She looks at everyone expectantly as they walk in; the implication is incredibly clear. It's you against the guilty. Take control of your fate, and hold them responsible. When she does speak, it's simple and straightforward, especially as compared to Jericho's rambling. "Let's begin, shall we?"

Comments

[hesperos]

[ Fine, then, apparently he's going to be coming right over. ]

Well maybe if you just told me more of what the hell you did then it wouldn't have been an issue. Maybe I should've asked more, but I guess what is done is done.

[ God he's ... technically Rideaux didn't lie to him but he's still mad he didn't tell him? He can still be mad about that, and -- well, there's too much of a short time for them to properly even talk about this. But--

Even though Rideaux's having trouble looking at him now is he managing to do so now? ]

[evilfrenzy]

[His voice is lowered now since Yuri has decided to come over. It's bad timing to have this conversation for sure, but he'd like to keep it as private as he can.]

Honestly...I've told you more than I've told anyone outside of a select few. Ever. Only Julius and Bisley know as much as you do.

[And...yeah, he's looking at Yuri.]

I still can't believe that you could justify that much. I justified it for myself of course, but there is a reason why I am on that list and you are not.

[hesperos]

Yeah, whatever.

[ He'll reach over to try to punch him in the shoulder. ]

It'd be different if you didn't have a good reason for what you were doing, you know.

[ That talk he had with Rideaux back then? Was just a very escalated version of him wanting to know a 'good reason' for what happened. Like when he was trying to figure out what happened with Judith. ]

As far as I'm concerned, though, I still don't like that you're up on there. You're no longer the type of person who'd need to do those things anymore, and... I don't want you to be erased from existence.

[evilfrenzy]

[He'll take the punch. Honestly, he would've understood if Yuri punched him in the face for all of this.

In the grand scheme of things, his reason wasn't even that noble, even if "protecting the prime dimension" was involved. He just wanted to live, even if everything in that world worked against him. But if any of that is good enough to Yuri...

Ugh, just hearing those words... He bows his head a little bit.]

If that's truly the case, I probably have some idiot standing beside me to thank for it. [Who he has already thanked.] An idiot that I certainly don't deserve.

[hesperos]

[ He thought about punching Rideaux in the face, but he wanted to punch him somewhere else more. Count yourself lucky on that one. Or everything, apparently. ]

Oh yeah, you definitely do. I got some people back at home who'd agree with me being an 'idiot' too.

[ ... ]

Pretty sure I'll be the judge about whether or not you deserve it though.