Take...Responsibility?

[kingmakereffect]

Unlike previous weeks in the Vault, there was no specifically allotted time for investigation; for the first time, this weekend the elevator doors remain closed at the end of the first floor corridor. There's no getting down into the courtroom from here – but then, you don't need to. After all, no one is dead. Just the same, however, a crime has been committed; perhaps not one that warrants any sort of death penalty, but one of your number was attacked by someone else still walking among you. The dining hall has been chosen as the allotted meeting place for the day; it's not the same as the trial circle by a long shot, but even so, the portraits of the deceased watch the proceedings from the far wall. Ten Survivors still remain. Let's see who wanted to lower that number by one – or nine.

Comments

[goodforsomething]

Nah. It's right here, looks clean.

[Stan just sets the knife on the table.] Easier showin' stuff around like this.

[cherryblooded]

[That sure is a clean, unused knife.]

Certainly does help not to be across a pit in the dark.

[goodforsomething]

I could've tossed it at ya!

[cherryblooded]

For some reason I'd prefer if you didn't throw sharp metal objects at me.

[goodforsomething]

Awwww, c'mon! I miss you when you're all the way over there!

[oh no]

.....but my aim is getting better!

[cherryblooded]

I've already heard that one from you, it's not funny the second time.

[goodforsomething]

Third time's the charm, buddy. Just you wait.

[penduli]

[isafraid]

[amygdalae]

[garudynamic]

[...actually legit laughing.

Look, 'miss' and 'miss' don't make that pun in Japanese this might be legit the first time he's heard it]

[amygdalae]