Take Responsibility.

[andexecutioner]

The door at the northwestern corner of the foyer is open. It's hard to say when it opened, but the fact of the matter is that it seems to have; it leads to a separate hallway that seems to run alongside the dormitories. The hall is long and dimly-lit, but it's illuminated well enough to make it plain that the walls and floor in here are different; they're far less designed to give off an impression of grandeur - if anything, it's claustrophobic back here: the walls are close and darkly-colored, and the entire area is barren until it opens up into the room serving as your destination. The room is circular and high-ceilinged, covered in more of the exposed wood that lines the rest of the building; there aren't any visible lights, however, which is...odd, given how bright the place is. It lends the entire area a sense of unreality; it's easy to distract yourself from it, however, once you notice this place's centerpiece. In the center of the room is a circle of podiums, thirty in total, arranged so that everyone standing at them can see each other. So everyone can look each other in the eyes, if they so choose. The podiums are interlocked - there's no cutting across the center of the circle, and for good reason, it looks like there's a lot of nothing down there where the floor should be - and each is bearing the title of the person who's assigned to stand at it. No names, just adjectives, emblazoned across two brass panels on the very top and the front of each podium. Affixed to the podium itself is a panel with buttons on it, and again, there are thirty in total; next to the buttons are smaller strips of engraved metal to serve as labels, bearing the titles of everyone that's been present in the facility, living or dead. All of the podiums are identical, except for the one intended for Sayaka. The podium that should bear Attentive's title has had a black cloth draped over it, and a copy of Sayaka's profile photo is sitting on top of it, framed and colorless, an image in greyscale. Juri is nowhere to be found in here, but that doesn't mean you're alone down here; the feeling that you're being watched is strong, and he'll wait until you've had time to take in what you're looking at before he addresses you - over the public-address system again, from the sound of it. "Attentive's dead, and somebody's to blame for it - but you guys get to decide whether Rule Seven's carried out or not. It's your job to hold them responsible for what they've done. Good luck in doing it."

Comments

[seventhprogenitor]

Wo~ow, talk about going all out~!

[He'll take his place, Cunning title telling him where it is, and he leans against the podium with a glance to his side. Sayaka's photo isn't all that far away.

... Well, the only things in front of him is a few pieces of paper and a mug with teabags within, so they don't appear to mean so much right now. Ferid smiles widely, restraining his eagerness to see how this goes, and gestures to the empty podium.]

Let's work together and find out who hurt one of our dear friends, everyone! Who'll speak first, mm?

[bluemeanie]

[Walter is there, and he's already mumbling about "stupid gameshow bullshit", but when the Adjudicator speaks, he chuckles and speaks in a condescending tone.]

And I suppose you have plenty of reason for why you couldn't come down here and tell us that yourself?

ADJUDICATOR

[middaymoon]

I'm sure I can make a guess, but what happens if we fail?

[flagitate]

I guess he doesn't have enough guts to face us.

[myfedorarocks]

[Flemming looks less than impressed with the set-up.]

This is ridiculous.

[There's finding a murderer, and there's... whatever this is.]

[middaymoon]

That strikes me as unlikely when he was so casual about introducing himself on the first day.

[bluemeanie]

If he wants to set up the impression that he's personable, the least he can do is maintain the illusion in the face of this...tragedy.

[he barely even knew who she was tbh]

[andexecutioner]

Multitasking. You guys aren't the only thing I've got going on.

Besides, people like to ask for assistance way too much if they've got someone physically present to ask in the first place.

[flagitate]

Yeah, but it's because of his stupid game that someone got killed.

[ she can't be the only one who wants to punch his lights out ]

[innocentloveholic]

[ Aligula's taken her spot as well; she's tugging at her gloves with a frown (they're blood-stained, thanks hella bloody knife), and when Ferid speaks she looks up and waves her hand. ]

Ooooooh, ooh, let me! Evaluating [ looks like we're back to titles ] and I checked the body, so we should totally go first, shouldn't we?

[seventhprogenitor]

It's our own special courtroom~! I think it's rather nice, all things considered -- minus that ugly hole in the center.

[flagitate]

[ do you really hate her that much, adjudicator ]

[andexecutioner]

Not much faith in your ability to do this, or what?

[bluemeanie]

What, pray tell, is more pressing than a death that, need I remind you, is partially YOUR responsibility in the first place?

[myfedorarocks]

He's willing to speak to people one-on-one in person. I doubt that's the reason.

[seventhprogenitor]

[hi katniss

hi

we're Best Friends now]

[bluemeanie]

...Where the hell does it even lead to.

[mylanceisbiggerthanyours]

[Nephenee's still in her full armor, but the normally timid air she usually carries is different. Even is her eyes are red, they're alert, her shoulders are back, and overall the way she's carrying herself is much more serious.

Now's not the time to be a shrinking violet. Someone is dead, and she intends to help find them out.]

...So what did everyone find?

[poultryfists]

[Sympathetic shoulder pat, that's rough buddy]

[bluemeanie]

[better you than him you're making a noble sacrifice katniss]

[andexecutioner]

Hey, nobody had to play. Rule One's there for a reason.

If you're looking to blame someone, blame whoever did this. It's not my fault somebody jumped.

[myfedorarocks]

That hole is rather.... conspicuous, isn't it?

[andneversaydie]

D'you think he's... y-y'know, down there?

[she's still pretty upset, and the big creepy hole in the middle that she's pointing to is not helping.]

[middaymoon]

Not at all. There's quite a few members of our group that are rather intelligent.

But we're only human [ well, most of us ] and mistakes happen. I'd rather not be unprepared.

[fortunatedetective]

I guess it'd be appropriate for the people who investigated the scene to start.

[Naoto stands straight, it's time to catch a culprit]

As we all know, the victim was Sayaka Maizono-san. She was killed in the women's bathroom. The cause of death shall be discussed by Rideaux-san or Aligula-san, whichever wishes to talk about it.

The fact Maizono-san was found in the women's bathroom doesn't mean the culprit is undoubtedly female. I figured it'd be appropriate to remind everyone about that, just in case. [One never knows if some would take that as a way to narrow down the suspect list, of course]

A good starting point would be to define the murder weapon.

[Naoto isn't bringing forth anything found...because she didn't find anything herself! And that's kind of embarrassing. However she does know about the scene itself and she peeked over Kirigiri's shoulder enouugh to have seen the discolored sink, so...]