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

[amygdalae]

[Bruce nods as he hears each person, humming quietly after that.]

If that's the case than that makes me the last person to get in contact with the Kingmaker - that was on Sunday.

[goodforsomething]

And Tuesday didn't exactly go accordin' to plan...wonder if he's havin' some kind of trouble.

[notjustawriter]

I wonder.... if one of us tried to contact him right now, would he respond?

[amygdalae]

Should we try?

[...is it even worth a shot?]

[goodforsomething]

Let's find the fuck out.

[Stan takes his phone, dials, and holds it to his ear.

..........]

Nothin'.

[amygdalae]

[Welp that was a bust.]

Tuesday is the last time any of us heard from him then, in this case.

[...which probably doesn't mean anything, but.]