Day 02 Trial

[shimmershimmer]

[It is once more time to convene at the temple to pass judgment upon those who would destroy everything we know and love. Godspeed, my friends.]

((Vote here!

EDIT: Right now barely anyone has voted, and people seem to be tapering off. Trial may be extended depending on how it looks closer to closing time!

EDIT2: Okay, I'm extending the vote two hours to 6:30pm EST! We're still missing a lot of votes, so please get those in even if it's just to abstain!))

Comments

[backdrafted]

[draws his mouth in a line.]

Yes, and he made a dramatic show of offering up his brother in his stead, and I've no idea if he's sincere or scum.

I'd prefer you bluntly state. My vote is on you, Kimblee. I could still change it. I don't want to make a mistake. No matter what my opinion of you is, I've carried your words to me for a very long time.

[Don't forget, and don't look away. See, he's looking right at Kimblee. directly into his eyes.]

I'm sure you can appreciate how stacked this deck is against you, when you're the person that's been laying most the cards. You are never good at making yourself look good, but you are good at insisting on level-headedness in a cruel scenario.

[fauxlosophical]

[He's not looking away, don't worry.]

Miss Lynne dreamed of Shuu Tsukiyama and saw him as a demon.

[It's stated as bluntly as one can; his gaze is rather focused.]

Bear in mind that it's possible that she saw a Sinner. It's possible that she didn't tell me the truth because she didn't trust me. All I know is what she told me.

[backdrafted]

... Conveniently, he's the person that's the second most suspicious right now.

[ROY DOESN'T LOOK VERY PLEASED ABOUT ALL THIS!!]

And you didn't state this until your ass was on the line, because?

[fauxlosophical]

Mustang, have I ever made things easy for you?

[backdrafted]

I'm a General now, you know. You have a remarkable way of making me feel like I'm an idiot twenty year old again.

[fauxlosophical]

Are you...? You have my congratulations.

General Mustang it is, then.

[backdrafted]

[crosses his arms.]

There are multiple options here. You could be clear, and Tsukiyama Shuu could be a demon. You and Tsukiyama's brother could be demons. Or the two of you could both be demons and you're trying to save your own hides. One of you is full of shit.

[fauxlosophical]

Your last option isn't nearly as valid as you think it is. Haven't I been saying this entire time that it's a numbers game? If we're both demons, it makes no sense for us to turn on one another - it makes the ultimate task for "our" group much more difficult, wouldn't you say?

[backdrafted]

Unfortunately, we're at a strong disadvantage. We've already lost many people and don't suspect many at all. Making yourself out to be safe would be worthwhile. The unfortunate reality is that they can afford to lose someone, if they have their eye on the long run.

[fauxlosophical]

There's another possibility that you haven't mentioned, per se, while we're getting into making oneself out to be safe.

He's mentioning needing "one more night" with his brother and asking us to abstain. Why do you think that might be? After all, if one or both of them is a demon, there's only one thing they can be doing at night that's that important.

What if our Incubus is soulbonded?

[backdrafted]

. . .

I admit that's the most suspicious thing anyone has done.

[fauxlosophical]

I can't be entirely certain that I'm correct, mind you. But I know what Miss Lynne told me regarding Mr. Tsukiyama. In the event that he isn't soulbonded and is just trying to save himself, we should place our votes there.

If we're incorrect, then we are, and I acknowledge I'll likely be next against the wall tomorrow - if I wake up at all. But in the event that we're not, there's a strong chance that we're taking out the Incubus, whether it's one or both of them.

[backdrafted]

...

I'll really have to hand it to you if you're playing us.

[fauxlosophical]

[...]

Have you really kept what I've told you in mind all this time?

[backdrafted]

It was due advice.

[fauxlosophical]

Perhaps I'm honored.

[backdrafted]

... I'm afraid I've only resolved my actions to those ideals you disliked, so that may be premature.

[fauxlosophical]

I don't believe so, actually.

Discuss it with me after the trial, should I last that long.

[backdrafted]

... Sure. I'll come and find you before nightfall. If you aren't about to be killed.