Take Responsibility.

[wordsmithery]

The time allotted for this week's investigation passes fairly briefly, but not easily - what with the state of the body and the things that have been found, the mood is perhaps oddly sobering. Either way, eventually the elevator will be waiting for you at the exit of your floor of choice, bringing you up to the courtroom swiftly and easily. There are so few of you now. Two more portraits have joined the ranks of the dead, watching over the proceedings. Gangrel and Orihime's images watch over you with with eyes that see nothing, all colored in greyscale and set up on their places in the podium circle, black fabric draped over each setting. As always, the lectern remains empty and unaffected by what's happened here. After a while, however, once everyone has found their place in the circle, the Wordsmith can be heard addressing the group, voice audible throughout the room. "Sacrificing one to save many—that is ostensibly why Harmonious is no longer among you. Truly, that is the most pragmatic of options in a situation with no chance of victory. I may even come close to commending such a decision. But I must also wonder if the dead can be said to have been 'saved', when they have passed beyond your reach in all but mere messages. Unless you should wish to follow Harmonious and join them, hold the guilty accountable for their practicality." Eleven Apprentices remain. However many leave this place is up to you.

Comments

[matchbreaker]

[ . . . Hah. So he was lying about that, Orihime had penned an apology, he just confessed, they both picked out the flowers?

... Elda Marker... Who hates so much, is not left with very much to sink her anger into right now.

She sort of grips her (well, Gold's) podium and- ]

Mikazuki. I don't know if you know this, but allow this old woman to spread something she's been pondering for weeks now. [ She can't believe that she's saying this in public... ] ... I've begun to wonder. If humans and vampires and demons - if space aliens and even sword spirits, in this instance... if all of us do not, perhaps, share the same soul. And if it that is the case, if all of us are truly "equal" in some capacity...

Then there can be no such thing as a "broken sword."

Because a sword spirit who has discarded their duty is merely as free as any other person's soul.

... Of course, that may only be sophistry, but take that with you as you go to the other side, from me.

[tsugomori]

[ Mikazuki closes his eyes, and listens to what she's saying, and for a moment, his kneejerk reaction is to protest it, but he... he doesn't. It's true, isn't it?

But he's seen -- no.

Mikazuki doesn't have any words to give to her, but he acknowledges what she has said, and even if he doesn't know if he deserves these words, he will at least mull over them. ]