The Kingmaker (
kingmakereffect) wrote in
trusthell2016-04-23 12:00 pm
Take...Responsibility?
| 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. |

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You're fucking working with him.
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[Mouri stands up. If 'him' is the person he thinks it means...]
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[He
oh no sigrun]
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Fuck fuck fuck fuck--
fuck
Bruce's initial guess of there being more than just Mettaton was right.]
Jesus christ.
[Just... Bruce is Really Done right now.]
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[He makes a mental note to hug Sigrun later, bruised shoulder be damned.]
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Yosuke had suspected that the Kingmaker might be blackmailing him- which would explain the sudden movement last night. But not this, god not this.
But Black had warned him weeks ago, hadn't he? In his way- telling him about his deal to save his sister. He KNEW this, and if the KM really can bring back the dead he can't blame him.
Or well, he would think these things if one thing didn't scream, yellow eyed and broken in his heart.]
You bastard, you knew! You knew last night!
[Yosuke is fast- much faster then he was in his fight against Sigrun, or his spar with Mouri. He's not thinking- it's Namatame all over again.
Only this time he's armed, those knives still all over the table and how fast he flips one out made his playing around earlier child's play in comparison. With a low animal noise he makes a leap for the tabletop]
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Stop!
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Don't.
[His voice is firm and unwavering, very unlike his usual soft and calm demeanor. His grip is tight, too, and unrelenting.]
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He shrieks like a animal in a trap, bucking and wiggling like a weasel- sorry Cherry, you legit might get bit]
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He holds on to Yosuke tightly.]
You're not going anywhere.
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Everyone just stop and calm down. [Ironic for a guy who's been pissed the whole trial, but he is rational enough for this. It helps that he wasn't as close to Black as Yosuke or Sigrun was.]
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[Speedwagon's also here, trying to keep the peace, and stand in the way of a intentionally murderous rampage.
He's with you on this one, Bruce. Not so much being pissed at Sigrun, but this isn't right.] We've all got to calm down and talk about this!
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Instead he just goes rag doll, shaking. He's not crying though- which may be worse]
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Can we sit down now?
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[He can barely move his arms with all the holds on him. But he does rotate his wrist.
And drop the knife]
Please.
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[If that's Yosuke's wish the sure, go ahead. Shrimp dad should be good company.
Just take all those knives away, too]
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[He lets go, only having a steadying hand on Yosuke's back now, and gives a look around the room to the others.]
Please handle this from here.
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She might be mad at Black, but she's still not letting him get hurt, and her reflexes are fast enough to do this at least.]
Don't touch him!
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A very painful, slow injury that would have been]
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Stop it, Yosuke!
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[Things have officially gone to the worst case scenario. Mouri gets closer but is forced to stay away. There's something he can do, but it isn't guaranteed to work and he'd rather not to.
Getting closer would be a life-threatening situation. He decides to try to calm down via shouting because sure, why not]
Snap out of it, kid!
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