[ WEEK FIVE – TRIAL ]

[chiefexe]

TRIAL

In the morning, the beach comes back to life. Birds are back to cawing, the fish splash in the ocean, and insects buzz cheerfully from the jungle. Crabs skitter across the sand and seagulls fight over food (possibly yours). It's a frightening contrast to the stillness of yesterday but it doesn't mean it's over yet. After all, today is the trial. The Chief stands at the front of the longhouse and brings his hand up to his mouth to let out a whistle. He'll thumb back to the hut-like building behind him and very clearly state -- "Trial time, everyone. Get in here and figure out who did it." And then he'll turn to head in. The other Chief helpfully pipes up with a, "Make sure to bring a snack, and maybe some water. Hydration is key to catching murderers!" The longhouse is set up like a meeting hall, with long benches on each wall, facing each other. There's a table at the front of the room already holding a small box and a pad of papers and pen, for voting apparently. Aside from that, the room is empty. It’s only when everyone has taken a seat that the doors close and the Chief speaks. "Well, have at it. You've got till nine." And then, he points to a clock on the wall that reads 12:00. Good luck. Welcome to the trial post! Characters are free to discuss everything related to the trial here. They won't be let out of the room until 9PM when voting ends. Every character must vote and the voting post can be found here. If there are any questions, please shoot a message to this journal or to tikirobo.

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[jokered]

...Don't waste your two truths and a lie.

[his head dips, fists clenching at his side. his voice shakes, completely uneven and unsteady.]

I'm...

[...]

I'm the one Hal is talking about. [sorry, magilou. he knows she wants to defend him and keep alive but he doesn't want to do this anymore. lying about this has been destroying him as it is.

let him die already.]

Just. Vote for me.

[reidentify]

[...

Yeah, Magilou's reaction gave it away, so this doesn't come as a surprise. Lief just closes his eyes.]

1/2

[spinatalltale]

[. . .!]

[spinatalltale]

[THROWS ANOTHER PAPER BALL AT HIS FACE]

[jokered]

I'm sorry, Magilou. I'm sorry.

[he had to say it, they were going to figure it out anyway.]

[spinatalltale]

[hands clenched into fists at her sides, shoulders shaking. is that. . . anger? honest to god anger, something she hasn't experienced during her entire tenure here]

[. . .]

[she's quiet]

[cuedoves]

[Zuko stays incredibly still, not reacting, staring right at him]

[It's not a good sign]

Is this a real confession, or are you just trying to get people to vote for you again?

[jokered]

It's... [a breath. he's torn up over this, but.] It's real. That's why I wanted everyone to vote for me.

[cuedoves]

So. You got upset when we were off-topic, when Raven went "missing", acted like you were trying to help as many people as you could and you were against what the killers were doing---

But you were killing people behind our backs this entire time? Including your own partner?

[jokered]

I was trying to help during the trials. I never wanted any of this either, but I had no other option.

You can hate me for that, but I was cornered as much as ever other role was.

[reidentify]

[IGNORING ZUKO]

... May we ask for the details of your role?

[jokered]

[quietly, and honestly quite brokenly.]

Hangmen. The role designated to kill those the Chiefs deemed... not playing to their liking. There were two of us, and we had no say. Only heavy threats if we didn't comply.

[jettisons]

[Oh. Oh. Bellamy just stares at him for a moment, struck silent. When he finally finds his words again, his voice is low and dangerous.]

Tell me you're lying.

[eisenundblut]

[Hey uhhhhh she's grabbing his elbow warningly. That warning is a wordless "hey if you kill him where he's standing we'll have no one to vote for again so."

But she also looks upset.]

[jettisons]

[He's going to yank his arm away from Prussia, but otherwise, he ignores her.]

[jokered]

I deserve whatever you throw at me. I deserve it.

[he's not going to pretend he doesn't. he feels awful; he's felt awful this whole time.]

[jettisons]

[It's the wrong thing to say, somehow. There's something dark in Bellamy's expression suddenly.]

You son of a bitch.

[And he's going to absolutely deck Akira, aiming right for his jaw.]

[rightfully]

Akira...

[ There's a choked note in her voice.

This is the one thing she's surprised about, in truth. ]

[jokered]

I'm sorry for deceiving you, Lucina.

[rightfully]

[ Her expression grows cold. ]

I'm sorry, too.

[hypertoxic]

Hmmmm. So it turns out you were capable of making decisions after all! I was wrong about you.

[ goes up to him, carefully uncurls one of his clenched fists, and slips her fingers through his. ]

Akira, hey. It's going to be okay.

[jokered]

[he's just going to keep his head dipped. sure, he can make decisions—but none of them were good ones and he doesn't think he's worthy of anyone's sympathy right now.]

[hypertoxic]

[ ... ]

We're the same kind of monster, you and me. It's probably cold comfort, but hey, at least we've got each other.

[seaclipsed]

[ yeah, magilou's reaction also tipped katara off, too. she looks at akira then glances at wherever bellamy is since. yikes, before looking back at akira. ]

It's going to be wasted anyway, you know.

[zerotohiro]

[Magilou's reaction tipped him off, too. So all he can do is quirk an eyebrow. Guess that's that...]