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

[captainobnoxious]

[Sigrun's aware of his speed (even if it's like he's got wind in his heels) and she's quick to drop the book, grabbing Black by the waist and turning to protect him from any attack.

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!

[garudynamic]

[Sorry for the new gash in your coat, Sigrun. Better that then Black's belly though, which is clearly where he was aiming.

A very painful, slow injury that would have been]

[captainobnoxious]

[It's nothing she hadn't had worse of before, and if there's a wound to be found (as shallow as it'll be) she can't feel it anyway, adrenaline too high.]