TRIAL TWO

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TRIAL

Once again, the investigations conclude -- though they're more ponderous this time, burdened by the number and knowledge of additional deaths, and the awareness that there's limited means of dealing with them -- and once again the ducks gather everyone at the back of the JojaMart along with Makima's wagon, Adela's quiet, the pile of evidence.

Everyone trundles into the loading bay, which isn't all that much livelier than before, penned in by stacks of shelves and crating; but at least it's functional, overly well-lit and there's tea to while away the time discussing murders and mayhem.

As the loading bay door slides closed, you're left with a wagonful of evidence, a double handful of murders and the knowledge that time is ticking down -- for everyone.

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[liberazoth]

[ ...........

a breath, and pitched a little louder than normal, so it will carry (because he knows he's usually pretty quiet): ]

You ... don't normally have memory problems, do you?

[sorathvau]

[Beelzebub's demenor - otherwise composed, if shut off - grows more frantic.]

I...fell asleep. Once. When I woke up, they were all -

[Dead. Just like now.]

It was...it shouldn't be...

[faildeus]

Work your memory a little more, Beelzebub. What happened before you hit your head?

[sorathvau]

I remember...we were together. We were having fun. That's all...that's all I remember.

[faildeus]

[ faldeus is giving beelzebub quite the cold, impassive stare. ]

And what were you doing while "having fun"? Explain to me what that fun was, Beelzebub.

[sorathvau]

We ate, we talked, we...

[faildeus]

Beelzebub, Lord of the Flies, the demon representing the sin of Gluttony. I'm not sure how much of that refers to you specifically. Can't love become a type of gluttony? To want to consume someone that you care about?

[ christ alive, he's not made for this sort of thing. ]

You were talking with them. About Erika. About what else? What set you off, Beelzebub?

[sorathvau]

I-

[What does he remember? It was very clear, wasn't it? He knows how this works, after all. That's why he kept away from everyone - until he couldn't.]

I was happy with them. I wanted it to stay that way.

[faildeus]

And exactly how does murder help with that?

[sorathvau]

It wasn't...

[He can't say that anymore now? Not when the evidence points right in his direction. The words die on his mouth as there's no further defence to give.]

[liberazoth]

[ cool cool cool

vayne hates everything he's hearing! this sucks! they have two culprits and both options suck! ]

[hyperbloom]

[ Beel 🤝 Shinobu

wow this sucks ]

[revelate]

[MAN.]

[pimpplan]

... this sucks.

[ no shit!!!!!!! ]

[provocatives]

Then I imagine you must be overjoyed, since you'll be joining them shortly.

[moonblades]

...Beelzebub, did you mean what you told me the other week? About love?

[sorathvau]

That...?

[It feels so irrelevant now, but-]

Yes.

[moonblades]

[She wonders if it is relevant, after all, even if only in his love for his friends.]

Could that have been why...? Do you really not remember?

[don't trust your roommates or your friends, man.]

[sorathvau]

[...]

They say I'm cursed. That everyone who gets involved with me experiences misfortune, one by one.

[That, he's always known. That makes love so painful. He holds his head in his hand.]

...I didn't think he could reach me, here.

[moonblades]

[It's hard to believe that, too, especially when they've had other abilities taken away from them. What does Mio really know about curses or alternate selves, though? She can't say how it works: She doesn't know anything about him, either, except the warmth and appreciation she'd formed here.]

Is it really a curse? Could you...or he...just have been afraid?

[liberazoth]

[ yeah okay, vayne is flinching away now, he's all yours, bad cop gang-

well no, he has one more thing to ask before backing off entirely and letting other people take the lead ]

You didn't want to do it though, did you?

[sorathvau]

I...

[There's nothing but sheer horror on his face as the reality dawns on him.]

I wouldn't want to hurt them.

[theotherww]

So what you said about never having blackouts before was a lie, wasn't it?

Everyone wanted to give you the benefit of the doubt when you acted so broken up over Beatrice, but you never stopped being the most likely culprit in my eyes.

[He stops attempting at the nickname. What's Beelzebub gonna do about it, attempt another murder?]

[sorathvau]

That time - I slept...it wasn't me.

[He sounds desperate to convince himself of it.]

It was Satan.

[theotherww]

Are you kidding me?

You're trying to use "The devil made me do it" as an excuse? Give me a damn break.