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]

Great. Good to know where we all stand.

[It's helpful to know, after all, who's more disposable than the rest.]

It's not like I'm out for his blood either, y'know. There's no one who gets why he'd want outta here better than me. [Because in the end, isn't it always about your twin?] But if we don't have this out now, it ain't gonna go anywhere. We'd just be ignorin' his problems, and then it'd all come back to bite us in the ass. Things never just magically get better.

[captainobnoxious]

[Sigrun grips the hem of her shirt again, shaking her head.]

I'd take a bullet for any of you. Really, I would. I'd stand between any of you and whatever oncoming foe, give my life without a second thought. But we all have people we want to protect a little more than others.

[The rest is right, though. That's the only point she has issue with.]