Take Responsibility.
| And when the door at the bottom of those stairs unlocks and it swings open gently of its own accord, allowing everyone back down into the courtroom, there are decidedly fewer of them than there were just a few days ago. The change in the podium circle is massive this time; Dio, Logan, Marty, Yuuri, Hibiki and Mordecai have all joined the ranks of the deceased, their podiums adorned with black cloth and greyscale photographs. Furthermore, the mass of shadows in the pit at the center seems agitated again, shifting and breaching upward toward the glass if one looks at it long enough. It's been something of a bad week, to put it gently. Not that it's evident from the Conductor's behavior; as usual, the proceedings are being watched from behind that panel of translucent glass behind podium 30, and he'll speak as soon as everyone has found their place in the circle. His words are a bit more rapid than usual; he seems interested in this one. "Temporal, Lucent, Vivacious and Universal...all four of them have been taken from you. Does whomever is responsible for this really deserve your compassion? There can be no hesitation; you should offer no mercy. It's you against the guilty. Take control of your fate, and hold them responsible." Thirteen Participants remain. You've lost five people this week, and eight since the last investigation; we'll see how many more you lose today. |

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...He confessed to Hibiki and Yuuri, but - we still have one more case to solve, don't we? The person we're votin' for today, our next question: who killed Mordecai and Marty? Let's sum up what we know about those murders. All the stuff at the bar is probably related to those two, right? The chicken, the pepper, the broken bottle...
[ They don't have time to mourn. Or boggle. ]
We can ignore all the shit from Rick's murder. For now, let's assume they're not connected and work the next case.
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Yeah, you're right. What do we know about the fourth floor murders? Mordecai was slashed up, probably by a sword. Marty got burned up, but he also has two stab wounds that don't match. What else?
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Both Marty and Mordecai were stabbed, and Marty was set on fire.
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Sol's right.
[ Jean feels oddly blank and mechanical at this point. There'll be time for emotions later. ]
... S-so, what about the dying message Mordecai tried to write. If Rick had nothing to do with that, then...
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[Susan's voice is perfectly level as she speaks, not looking at all towards the bloody Rick mess two podiums away. She's glad she moved over to stand at Byakuren's earlier.]
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Wasn't there salt around there, too?
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salt. chickens.
"S"
salt, chickens, "S"- ]
Sukuyo...?
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[sorry wasn't nearly paying attention]
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We sort of split up, and I didn't really get a chance to ask Sukuyo about what she found. So there's that to wait on, I guess.
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... Basically, I guess what I'm wondering is... did it look like somebody looted his room?
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[takes these things out of her apron and puts them on the podium.]
But, the most interesting thing was what wasn't there! There were two very conspicuous empty spaces, one next to the letter and one above it, but I couldn't figure out what used to be there!
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