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

[isafraid]

[when you've been through almost literal hell, you look on the bright side. No one's actually dead, and Sigrun did what she did out of love. It's... betrayal.

But an understandable one.]

Well that's got to be a given. [sorry, he can't stop her from losing trust. He wouldn't argue about it, Gabriel was his friend too.] In moments like this, it's simple for trust to fall through.

[captainobnoxious]

[She knows, she knows.]

One time's forgivable. Twice is just stupid. Least I know the people I've asked to lead in my place have... better heads than I do.

[isafraid]

Heh. Well, unless we lose our heads, we'll try our best.

[...Like right now, for instance.]

[captainobnoxious]

Your heads are alright. Just don't make the decisions I have and you'll be fine.

[Even if she doesn't regret what she chose to do, she does know they were bad choices.]