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SECOND TRIAL
Trial II
From what you can see, all the lights in the opera house are turned on. Only when you enter and see the open doors that lead into the main theater, you can see that room's lights are currently turned off. It's very dark in there.
Like before, Rembrandt escorts everybody to the stage. In the dark you still can see the many blue-eyed things you may be getting used to. They're still very scared of Rembrandt, staying as far away from the assistant as possible. The stage is illuminated by the spotlights, the only light in this theater.
The Lady and Rembrandt are at their balcony. She stands up, addressing the group:
"This time we don't need any introductions, do we? Let's make this an interesting trial, just like last week. Give me a name! Who is the killer this time?"
Short and sweet. Will the Lady give you that offer later? Only time will tell.
Let the trial for the death of Lysithea von Ordelia begin.
[OOC NOTE: From the halfway point of the trial and onwards, you'll have the option to ask the masterminds for the chance to get a hint! Be warned, though: the price will involve some body horror for your character. Keep that in mind when deciding to use this option!]
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While he's doing...whatever that is, let's consider focusing on the case.
Lysithea presumably went to the aquarium to test something, given the notebook we found. The details of what happened are still blurry, but we know that the fish looked detonated. There were also bloody, bullet-like holes in the wall that were probably made with the Sanguis ability. The blood also tasted burnt and ashy, and it was also fish blood according to our resident Blue Eyes Hunter over there.
[ an eyeroll... ]
Lysithea was wounded in her upper back, between her shoulders but not through her spine. She also seemed to have died from drowning.
There was a trail that lead to an open window on the side of the museum. There was a patch of flattened grass directly outside of it, as well as a skid mark that was less than a foot long.
Finally, there was another trail that lead to the dressing room, where a wet costume was found.
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I can't speak to the bones since I wasn't the one handling the body this time.
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The wound was from a knife stab in the back, and was clean. Though the strange thing about it is that the blood didn't stain her clothing much.
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If she were already dead when she got stabbed, there wouldn't be a lot of blood.
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[ . . . ]
Wait, so she was stabbed after she drowned?
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People from the same world might have reasons to wish to eliminate the same person. Otherwise, I can hardly imagine any of us got so close to one another to go this far yet.
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[There's Dazai and him, Seteth and Lysethia, and he doesn't know of anyone else.]
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[Look, he won't bother to get into fights about stupid shit when he's just dealing with a Hollow but don't introduce him to everyone else that way????]
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Putting his left hand to his chin and turning thoughtfully to the side. He's got nothing for any ash but, hm. ] If it was an accomplice, then maybe it didn't have to be two people who knew each other. It could've been a double—or even an illusion.
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[GOD!! WHAT IF NONE OF THIS IS REAL!! well it'd probably just be the ashes if anything but still.]
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