FIFTH TRIAL
Trial V
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:
"If you don't make this trial go like I want it, every single person in this room is getting vivisected!"
It has been a couple hours and she's still furious. It doesn't seem like her mood is going to improve anytime soon...if ever. Behind her, Rembrandt doesn't seem very impressed with her gratuitous threat. At least she probably won't get to make good on that threat, hm?
Let the trial for the death of Dist the Rose 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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[ she reaches out and puts one of the paper towels out for people to inspect. she unfolds it. ]
They had these black marks on them. Smudges. The sink was also wet.
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...His hands dirty. [ she didn't fuckin do it!!! ]
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[ the black marks though... let's take a look! As someone familiar with both guns and mechanic work... does it look more like gunpowder/residue from cleaning a gun, or just straight up grease? ]
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The two prevalent tastes that come through immediately are bitter and astringent, with a tang right after he swallows. There's a slight charred taste that lingers after, with something of a bitter salty note that is definitely going to be hard to get rid of. ]
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Zangetsu sets the towel aside and takes out his water jug, gulping a bunch down. And also rubbing his tongue on his shirt]
It's so bitter... but it also tastes kinda burned...? Hm... Hey. Does anyone have a bullet? Or the gun from the scene?
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Dazai will offer up the shell casing he found at the crime scene. ]
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Delicious.]
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Uh, so you're... what, trying to figure out what it is? What are you even comparing it to?
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[ So, yeah. ]
But, it's still possible that in the middle of this, before the residue disappeared, some of it got on the killer's hands, and because it made contact with a person, it didn't go away, and the killer would've had to still dispose of the residue somehow.
[ Though it's kind of just a theory. ]
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