Take Responsibility.

[antitrust]

After a while, 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; it's not as bad as it was last week, but again, there are decidedly fewer of them than there were last time. The podium circle has changed once again, with Rick, Tabby and Sukuyo joining the ranks of the deceased, their podiums draped with black cloth and adorned with greyscale photographs. The shadows are quiet down in the darkness of the pit; for the time being, it's hard to say what the pit itself looks like after the explosion last week. One way or another, we'll find out by the end of the day. As usual, the proceedings are being watched from behind that panel of glass behind podium 30; he'll speak as soon as everyone has found their place in the circle. "Familial has been taken from you. Regardless of what her affiliation was – whether she was with me or the lot of you – you know what you have to do by now. 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." Ten Participants remain. However many more we lose today is up to you.

Comments

[perpend]

...No.

I did this willingly. We set up the scene together.

[ninehundredlives]

You didn't even intend to get away with it! You're killing yourself just so she didn't have to?

[If anyone wants to read this note, they may have to come and get it.]

[perpend]

......They need an inspector over there to help them.

[ninehundredlives]

And we don't need you here? Is that what you think?

[you know what nope done with this letter it's time to shout at cabanela now]

[perpend]

I think you've been doing a fine job of it, don't you?

Don't sell yourself so short, Susan.

[ninehundredlives]

["Do you not believe yourself to be interesting, Adroit?"]

I'm a nurse, Cabanela. Not a detective. And in case you haven't noticed, I really haven't had a chance to do much of that either!

It's not any good when you're always too late.

[perpend]

[He reaches out to lay a hand on her shoulder.]

I believe in you.

[ninehundredlives]

[With that, Susan's strength gives out. She promptly bursts into tears.]