In the morning, the town comes back to life. Birds crow overhead, a snake nearby hisses, a lingering coyote dips behind a shop before disappearing into the wild. It's a frightening contrast to the stillness of yesterday but it doesn't mean it's over yet. After all, today is the trial.
The Sheriff stands on the porch of the Town Hall and brings his hand up to his mouth to let out a whistle. He'll thumb back to the Hall behind him and very clearly state --
"Trial time, folks. Get in here and figure out who did it."
And then he'll turn to leave before pausing and adding on,
"Bring a snack or somethin' too.
The Town Hall is set up more like a court house, a Judge's bench at the front but instead of at center, it's off to the side as if more for observation than participation. There's a table at the front of the room already holding a small box and a pad of papers and pen, for voting apparently. A side room containing only a metal gurney is next and today it's obvious why there's a gurney there at all with the corpse, resting right on top of it. Aside from that, there are rows for everyone to take a seat and it's only after everyone is inside and settled, that the doors close and the Sheriff speaks.
"Well, have at it. You've got till nine."
And then, he points to a clock on the wall that reads 12:00. Good luck.
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robowest2017-02-18 12:00 pm
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. . .
The Sheriff told me that there were two Bandits this week. One had a role, the other did not. He confirmed Eliot did not have a role, and that he was chosen as a Bandit this week.
If you were the second Bandit, then what is your role, Sara?
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[ a pause. ]
If I'm voted guilty, I'll tell you everything.
[ But it isn't something she wants to say right now. ]
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[stares at Sara RIGHT IN THE FUCKING EYE, tilting her chin up proudly]
Do you remember what you told me? After Tarvek was voted guilty, even though he hadn't harmed anyone?
You're needed too, Sara. Your duty isn't over yet. Why are you trying to abdicate it now?
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Milla, I killed a little boy. [ And now, her voice cracks slightly. ]
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I know. And actions have consequences. But. . .
[and now she raises her voice, but she's not quite yelling]
You can't atone for those actions if you die right here, right now! You're needed! You're needed.
[there is so much emphasis on need, here]
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[ ... Sara's blinking, a little taken aback. ]
You know I couldn't have stayed silent, right?
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[why!! is she raising her voice for that part!! with a frustrated sound, she turns on her heel and slams her fist against the wall. on the heels of Yuna, this is just. . .]
[ugh]
[why did it have to be someone who had always been able to remind Milla to stay level headed when her emotions started spiraling out of control? why do emotions suck.]
[she's losing her head again, and with a deep breath, she closes her eyes and drops her hand to her side]
. . . I know.
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[ She's sad, and she's a little broken right now, and she hates herself a lot, but she'd made the decision and so here she is. Nothing's going to change that. ]
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. . . I'm not used to dealing with emotions like this. I don't like the way this game is messing with my head.
[heartbreak, true heartbreak, is such a pain in the rear end. can't she go back to being a detached Lord of Spirits? ugh]
Nevertheless, I will persevere. That much is certain.
If there is anything I can do for you before tomorrow, please. . . let me know.
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... Uh, just... let me get my thoughts in order first.
[ Even Sara is exhausted. ]
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Of course.
. . . if you do wind up being voted guilty, I'll bring you a bottle of beer.
[. . .]
And thank you. For bringing us to the clinic. And for yesterday.
[get yourself together Milla. you're needed, too]
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-- And it's not like I could leave you guys out there to take a dirt nap.
[ Being purposely cheerful? YEP. ]
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I have to admit it wasn't exactly our best showing. Although, we did try.
[but trying only works in hand grenades and horse shoes or something like that]