Take Responsibility.

[wordsmithery]

The ride up to the courtroom occurs, as before, after an allotted period of time for investigation; the elevator waits patiently for you at each floor - third, second, first - before sending you upwards and on your way to the courtroom high above. As always, the trip is a smooth one; granted, after everything that the morning had been, any small comfort that fact may bring is likely not helping much. There are three less of you this time around, a fact reflected in the podium circle standing in the middle of the room; Alani, Milla and Chiyuki have all joined the ranks of the deceased, their podiums draped in black and their portraits in greyscale keeping a watchful eye over the rest of the trial circle. There's still no one present in the lectern above; however, once everyone has found their place in the circle, the Wordsmith's voice can be heard throughout the room. "I can see that matters are beginning to seem dire for you, Apprentices. I am sure that you all cared for Sympathetic in some measure—all except the guilty party. And now it falls to you once again to determine who that is. For your own sake as well as Sympathetic's, hold her killer accountable and have them take responsibility for their actions." Twenty-four Apprentices remain. We'll see how many remain at the end of the day.

Comments

[uncouthhatcher]

[Oh trust, there is no way these two are parting until voting demands it.]

Not the thin glass, since that had a drink in it, but the other bits coulda. Only place I can think of that's got a chance at havin' things to make explosives at is the chem lab too.

[introspects]

Did you get a chance to investigate the chem lab, Gold-kun?

[uncouthhatcher]

I wish. Nah, I stuck around and helped out with the good doctor and Silver since I know what stuff looks like when you burn the hell outta it, I was just messin' around a lot in the lab last week tryin' to see what I could do with everything.

[he might've had poofers. no big explosions like this, but.]