Take Responsibility.

[wordsmithery]

Again, the elevator is waiting for you after the allotted time for investigation is over; it idles almost patiently at each floor, waiting for everyone to be on board before sending all of you up to the courtroom high above. Over a third of your original number is dead. The losses are made all the more apparent by the addition of several greyed-out portraits around the podium circle at the center of the room; Kira, Mercy, Judy, Nick, and Kimbley have all joined the ranks of the deceased, their podiums draped in black. Meanwhile, the lectern above stands empty. The Wordsmith waits for everyone to find their place in the circle before he speaks; once that much has been done, his voice can be heard easily throughout the room. "Welcome back, Apprentices. The past several days have been troublesome indeed, and I need not point out that your number has dropped significantly. But a matter even more pressing requires your attention at the moment. In accordance with Rule Seven, the guilty seeks to leave the university and rewrite history. If you wish to prevent that, hold them accountable and have them take responsibility for the fate of Incendiary." Nineteen Apprentices remain. However many leave here at the end of the day is up to you.

Comments

[oyashiromama]

[Okay before we get too off-track:] ...Could it be...a list of people...he thought he could talk to?

[iaspis]

...That is possible.

Of the people here, I found Kimbley one of the easiest to talk to.

[foundfate]

Did he talk to you at all this week? Er, about anything that might have been concerning, I mean.

[iaspis]

He asked me why the pool smelled of chlorine.

But I didn't think much of the question. I didn't know the answer, anyway.

[foundfate]

Well, Chlorine is used to clean pools, I think.

[Though that makes him realize something else.]

[matchbreaker]

[ Elda...

Actually looks ashamed.

But is trying not to look like it. ]