chicago ♔ you don't have to be alone to be lonely | you might as well give in

[starfucker]

WHO || The Failboat, Rafael Giovanni, Isabella Alessandro, Hiro, Jaka, Burt Becksworth,  Desmond Descant, DA of Chicago [closed]
WHAT || A verdict is delivered, in the trial of Rafael Giovanni
WHERE || Chicago courthouse, Chicago, IL
WHEN || Friday, March 7th  [backdated]
HOW || Actionspam

Months have passed, and the strange and unusual trial of Rafael Giovanni has finally drawn to a close.  Today is the day everyone's waited for, either in dread or anticipation: the day on which a verdict will finally be announced, for better or worse.

Following Des' desperate gambit to blame Eterna Jade for the assassinations Rafael once committed as the Black Scourge to lend justification to his insanity plea, Rafael and Buffy broke the sigil that had been granted to them by the mysterious group of men who all call themselves "Mr. Gray" - who had promised to turn the trial favorable for Rafael in exchange for some unnamed future favor.  Immediately following their decision to accept their aid, however, they were informed by Des that these men were part of a group that endeavored to bring suffering to humanity.  The conflict over events led to a physical altercation among the team - and this rift only widened cracks elsewhere.  Even Myri and Finnick's seemingly rock solid relationship fell apart, and she finally made the painful decision to take leave of the team and return to Chicago only days before the trial's conclusion.   

Now, what remains of the team gathers once more in the courthouse to learn the fate of their friend, after which they will finally be recalled to the castle to continue their search for the Talisman that led them to meet Rafael in the first place.
 

Comments

[nothingsodivine]

No, but I could make him think I might. [A high bluff score is nothing to scoff at Buffy.] That makes all the difference.

[Eyeroll.] I'm not gonna threaten him if I don't have to. The facts are all there. Rafael's overexposed right now. Best he vanish from the limelight while everyone's still interested and then bring him back.

Personally, I wouldn't be caught breathing at the guy's concerts after that shit- guilty or innocent.

[slay]

Doesn't mean he can't sell a record. Especially if they hype it as the confessions of his tortured soul. You know how the media likes to eat people alive.

[nothingsodivine]

You saw his room. Can the pointy-eared SOB even write? [Look, he's just saying he saw a lot of crap in there, but not a lot of material for new music.

But he also rolls terrible spot checks and can't read music. What does he know?]

[slay]

I'm not assuming that will stop Burt from cracking a whip over his head.

[nothingsodivine]

You're breaking my game and I haven't even gotten to the table with Burt yet. Jesus, Blondie.

[slay]

I just ... I don't wanna get my hopes up over something that's never gonna happen.

[nothingsodivine]

It's a fifty-fifty shot. It deserves at least fifty-fifty worth of hope to go with it.

[He waves a hand.] It's more than you had five minutes ago. Maybe it's not better, but it's less bleak.

[slay]

[ her shoulders slump - not in relenting agreement, but in defeat. she won't argue it or state her reasons why, but she certainly doesn't seem like she agrees that it's better. ]

Let's just go home.