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itscurtains2016-11-19 12:29 pm
stagemanagers) wrote in itscurtains2016-11-19 12:29 pm
FIFTH TRIAL
[The sound of the courtroom doors opening is louder and deeper than the stairwell doors were, as if they understand their dramatic importance.
It's time for yet another trial.
Natalie's podium has joined the other somberly-decorated ones in pretty short order. Unfortunately, the other ones are left entirely as they were - no pillows, food, or coffee provided by the Opera staff. You'll just have to try and make this quick. The Balladeer sounds like he'd like to get this over with as well when he speaks up.]
I'm sorry, Heather. I really didn't think... [He sighs.] Okay, go ahead.
It's time for yet another trial.
Natalie's podium has joined the other somberly-decorated ones in pretty short order. Unfortunately, the other ones are left entirely as they were - no pillows, food, or coffee provided by the Opera staff. You'll just have to try and make this quick. The Balladeer sounds like he'd like to get this over with as well when he speaks up.]
I'm sorry, Heather. I really didn't think... [He sighs.] Okay, go ahead.
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He looks at this featureless figure. He looks around the courtroom, at every empty podium, and the occupied ones. He thinks of Christine, and the bruises he had discovered around his neck that first week. His hands curl into fists.]
On the grounds of there being no option to properly indite the actual murderer, I refuse to vote. [He closes his eyes, bows his head.] Do with me what you will.