fifth trial
[With the last piece of evidence collected, Heisenberg's voice abruptly comes from everywhere and nowhere once again.]
Ready when you are. Come on up, Apprentices. You know the drill by now.
[Time to get in your weekly cardio climbing all these goddamn stairs again. Per usual, the ascension takes several minutes, with one final door remaining locked than that first time. The shimmer of purple shield magic remains, blocking the apprentices from accessing it but they'll know soon enough if they make it through this trial.
Finally they reach the courtroom door. It's a bit singed and a little splattered with dried blood. You'd think the tower would have eagerly drunk it up...but perhaps someone left it as a message. The door swings open to reveal a small set of steps, leading up to an imposing round chamber with a tapered roof. Twenty podiums stand in a circle in the center, lit brightly from below. Each podium is made of dark metal with a colored crystal matching the individual dorms enclosed on a thick glass dome on top of it. As always, greyed out portraits of the deceased have been added- Olive and Bruno. The courtroom looks completely unharmed from Hubert's attempt on Wednesday.
Heisenberg once again is up on his scaffold. He pulls a gas mask off of his head and runs a hand through his hair, before settling his hat back in its usual place.]
Hope you've brought your best. And all the evidence. You know how this goes by now. Either one person leaves here, or ten of you get the reward of going back down to the Institute.
Better get started.
Ready when you are. Come on up, Apprentices. You know the drill by now.
[Time to get in your weekly cardio climbing all these goddamn stairs again. Per usual, the ascension takes several minutes, with one final door remaining locked than that first time. The shimmer of purple shield magic remains, blocking the apprentices from accessing it but they'll know soon enough if they make it through this trial.
Finally they reach the courtroom door. It's a bit singed and a little splattered with dried blood. You'd think the tower would have eagerly drunk it up...but perhaps someone left it as a message. The door swings open to reveal a small set of steps, leading up to an imposing round chamber with a tapered roof. Twenty podiums stand in a circle in the center, lit brightly from below. Each podium is made of dark metal with a colored crystal matching the individual dorms enclosed on a thick glass dome on top of it. As always, greyed out portraits of the deceased have been added- Olive and Bruno. The courtroom looks completely unharmed from Hubert's attempt on Wednesday.
Heisenberg once again is up on his scaffold. He pulls a gas mask off of his head and runs a hand through his hair, before settling his hat back in its usual place.]
Hope you've brought your best. And all the evidence. You know how this goes by now. Either one person leaves here, or ten of you get the reward of going back down to the Institute.
Better get started.
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[ the way she says "close" is. hm.
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Obviously, the best course of action would be to inspire a false sense of security and lead their target into a situation making the act itself easy.
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But if that theory from before, that someone tried to poison Bruno-san and someone else killed him with the knife to spare him, if that's true, then the second person would know they'd be the one to be punished. And they'd at least want the truth to be out somehow, even if it wouldn't benefit them! So if they hid Bruno-san and pretended to be him, then it might catch the real killer off guard, right? And at least they could expose that person before they had to be executed!
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[RECORD SCRATCH]
Or...they sought to prevent a trial.
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[Katsuya thinks it for a moment]
That bed...it had been left unmade. I'm not entirely certain, but if it had been someone from our dormitory, there's a chance one of the residents in our room would notice Bruno is there and someone else isn't. If, for example, Nuadha came back and saw Bruno and myself in our beds, and Hubert was absent, at the time they may think Hubert simply was somewhere else, but after hearing all this about the cloak they may think Hubert is worth suspecting because he wasn't there.
As far as people in our dormitory go, they'd be likelier to notice if someone from Conjuration is the killer, because we'd be the ones likely to think of this during the trial.
[Which is why he doesn't think anyone in his dormitory is the killer, really.
I hope I didn't butcher this logic and made it sound like nonsense, welp](no subject)
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m-mods????
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shoe check????
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j'accuse
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mods!
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