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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SMELL CHECK????
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raven smells clean, but not "just showered within the past hour" clean? there are no traces of gunpowder smell on her, either. ]
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But hey, girlsmell! Nothing suspicious]
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Ango mentioned the two of you had night vision goggles. Where do you keep them, typically? Did you notice that they were misplaced or anything along those lines last night?
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Still, he doesn't smell like gunpowder, he smells fairly clean. ]
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Nothing suspicious]
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Reaching over to pat pat Zan. ]
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[also swatting his hand. Don't pat him :T]
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For the record, the flour is Dazai-kun's fault.
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[he does notice the sleeves, though, and pokes them]
What happened here?
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what does salt smell likeNothing suspicious!]
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Don't ask him about that ok, bro??? ]
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Please wash your clothes after this, dude.
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We can keep discussing in the meantime, to not waste time.
[ May everyone suffer as he has. ]