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BLADE RUNNER [3rd Trial]
The investigation ends yet again, perhaps the most exhausting one yet. Still, the tribulations are not over, as the trial awaits. Shuttles pick the X-Classes up, and it’s best to get on board… otherwise, it’s unlikely you’ll find out the perpetrator of all this fishy behavior. There are even more empty seats now, which is sad, but at least it makes it less likely you’ll have to smell each other (a certain vampire notwithstanding.)
After spending so much time in the gory scene, the trial room’s new holo-decor may even seem easy on the eyes. It’s apparently a nature setting, as larch trees surround the podiums standing amid a floor covered in bracken ferns. The podiums themselves have transformed collectively into the ribs on a giant rib cage, and climbing up this rib cage are flowering clematis vines. Other giant bones are buried among the soft ferns, forming some kind of fossil. The whole thing is really creepy and beautiful. Zealot’s drone still carries a camera, but it does not respond to anyone’s words or actions. It definitely seems more lifeless than before... Physicist is shielded within the hollow of a forlorn willow, staring expressionlessly into the eyes of the Noh masks that appear as usual in their audience area.
The podium screen has the evidence and the billboard information shining at the ready. But will the people still dare to vote, after the display at the police station? Time will tell.
After spending so much time in the gory scene, the trial room’s new holo-decor may even seem easy on the eyes. It’s apparently a nature setting, as larch trees surround the podiums standing amid a floor covered in bracken ferns. The podiums themselves have transformed collectively into the ribs on a giant rib cage, and climbing up this rib cage are flowering clematis vines. Other giant bones are buried among the soft ferns, forming some kind of fossil. The whole thing is really creepy and beautiful. Zealot’s drone still carries a camera, but it does not respond to anyone’s words or actions. It definitely seems more lifeless than before... Physicist is shielded within the hollow of a forlorn willow, staring expressionlessly into the eyes of the Noh masks that appear as usual in their audience area.
The podium screen has the evidence and the billboard information shining at the ready. But will the people still dare to vote, after the display at the police station? Time will tell.
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[This is actually one of her happier moments this trial as she gets engrossed in the detailed explanations.]
His body had already developed severe difficulties with maintaining healthy lung function. The shots were treating the symptoms, really. If a lot of time had passed over the week and he'd inhaled smoke on two separate occasions, it's no surprise the moment of crisis would be when his lung was stabbed.
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Thank you, doctor. [...Bizarrely polite for Damian, especially addressing someone who is in the same circles as the woman he beheaded this week.]
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I can't speak for the Zealot. But I never individually told anyone, and the treatment was my wheelhouse.
[perks back up a bit]
...by the way, he may have technically had a handful of other symptoms of the disease or side effects of the treatment - fatigue, vertigo - but I'm pretty sure we all know last night he wasn't taking a nap after running out of spoons.
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