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

[cherryblooded]

Don't doubt that in the slightest.

[isafraid]

[...Just quietly, enough so that Cherryblod can hear.]

This is a bloody disaster.

[cherryblooded]

[Also quietly.]

No one's dead or going to die, and that makes today a better day than every Friday we've had before. I'll take a few bruises in exchange for that.

[isafraid]

That's right enough. It's a sight more bearable then any of the last Fridays we've been put through.

[...]

How are you feeling?

[cherryblooded]

It's painful but it's nothing I can't get through.

[isafraid]

A bit like all this, eh?

[cherryblooded]

Exactly like all this.

[isafraid]

[He clenches his jaw, and says nothing.

Looks like he won't have to.]