Trial 2

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WHO KILLED CHRISTMAS?

Four hours pass yet again. Thug Dangerzone and Brasco move all the tables together (with no help from Starshine), and once again the dining room becomes a makeshift trial center. Poor Diana's body is carefully laid out on one of the tables. She's covered by a sheet, because frankly her corpse looks a little nauseating, but she's there if anyone needs to look at her.

On each spot at the table is a some cookies and apple cider, and that basket sits remains cheery and present at the center of the tavle. Next to the food is a pen and a small notebook, like the kind they use on police procedural.

After everyone is seated, or at least standing awkwardly around, Brasco stands up on a chair. "I gotta say, I'm pretty disappointed in you all," he says, and you get the sense he honestly means it. "This is way, way more murders than we wanted here! By a significant margin! But at least justice can be served a little. Me and Princess and Thug were looking around some after you guys finished, and we narrowed it down to five different suspects. So figure it out! You've got all day. Go vote when you're sure, and remember: this isn't a joke. Make sure you get it right. When we've got a majority vote, or when it gets too late, we'll decide.

Ready? Start!"

 

19 GUESTS REMAIN

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Comments

[originallutece]

Yes, distracting.

[Her scowl darkens. She's not all that happy about standing around without her sweater, thanks, never mind being judged.

But given Rider is looking so closely, she'll notice the scratches on her arm are fresher than the ones on her body.]

Ask him if you want an alibi. We spent the evening together again.

[viperess]

Hm. [ she lowers the arm and turns a bit of her hair back behind her shoulder. ] I don't doubt your claim. But the scratches on your arm seem more recent than the others.

[originallutece]

[She'll take it off again if she has to, but for now, Rosalind is putting her sweater back on. Baby, it's cold outside.]

He was a little careless last night. And--

[This really makes her look not-so-classy, but on the other hand, whatever! Better than being accused of a crime!]

-- we were a bit, ah, drunk.

[viperess]

So you attacked each other? It doesn't sound like a particularly fond relationship. Unless you're both into that sort of thing.

[originallutece]

We didn't attack each other. Have you never had rough sex before?

[viperess]

I don't like giving people the chance to get rough with me.

[ident17y]

[ Speaking up oh so helpfully: ]

I can confirm Jack is hardly in the room at night.

[viperess]

Goodness. What a mess. Who can think about this sort of thing right now...

[ident17y]

[ Small shrug. ]

Lust is a strong human desire, I don't find it that surprising.