[color=lightgray][CENTER]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center][table][row][/row][row][cell] [h3][color=00aeef][i][b]Emanuel "Manny" Newman[/b][/i][/color][/h3] [i][b][color=00aeef]Location:[/color][/b][/i] Education Center [i][b][color=00aeef]Skills:[/color][/b][/i] N/A [/cell][cell] [right][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/d552b003-bb2d-4c09-ad58-f20f3e2d1b17.jpg[/img][/right] [/cell][/row][/table][CENTER]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center][/color] And so it begins. The rules of the trial were set out before the crowd. Many here had an idea how they worked, others like himself, Alexander, and the rest of the newcomers were informed in detail for the first time. The rules seemed rather clean cut and simple. Manny still held his own concern for how things would run, but kept that reserved as he could trying to give the situation the benefit of the doubt. But every system that claimed to be the most fair, held it's own flaws. There was never a one solution for all problems, and every system no matter the case could be abused in some way shape or form. Manny had a couple trials where he could see the trail be blatantly abused in favor towards one side or another, but technically was 'Fair'. Though he had been apart of several true and proper trials, mostly for minor things growing up. He still had seen the system abused enough that experiencing a court system based off one he had never been apart of before made him uneasy, and despite it being explained, he still felt worried. But the community had been present for a while, and had experience with a functional court system based on a pre collapse one. So there was some reassurance in that regard. He noticed Alexander shifting a couple times to get comfortable as things set into motion. When the crowd was asked if there was any questions, Wayne had spoken up about the restroom. At the response to his question, Manny half debated going up and using it now, but decided he'd be fine. Then, there were offers for more questions. Manny adjusted, almost standing up himself to ask a question about appeals, retrials. More specifically, the why. Why no appeals? Why when despite everything courts were a lot less likely to be accurate nowadays compared to before the collapse, and even then appeals and in some cases retrials were allowed due to the fact that there were still cases that messed up somewhere along the lines. He stopped himself though. Right as his ass left the seat, but not quite standing. His hands supporting his weight on his legs as he attempted to stand, but sat down again, the question snuffed out by the realization that had hit him. Before the collapse, the resources and manpower existed to allow for correction of that margin of error. Now, less so. Back in those days, desperation and fear was under control enough that there was time and less risk to try and look at a case again. Now all of those factors were reversed. Before, it was better to let an guilty person go then it was to put an innocent person get punished. Now, the times had changed. Manny's group had been that way years ago when dealing with those who had likely stolen food or other supplies, they needed to take the safer bet no matter what when things were unsure. Now, the world they lived in didn't allow that margin of error, it was better if an innocent person faced the punishment, then risk a guilty person going on the loose again endangering others around them. There was no room for that risk anymore in the post collapse. So Manny sat down unable to make eye contact when that thought had entered his mind. He held his hands together with his fingers weaved together with the understanding that no matter how much better things got, things would never truly be like the old days. They could mimic it all they wanted, but no matter what was done, things would never return to the way they were. And so it Began. [color=lightgray][CENTER]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center][table][row][/row][row][cell] [h3][color=00a651][i][b]Hunter Monroe[/b][/i][/color][/h3][i][b][color=00a651]Location:[/color][/b][/i] CMB Streets --> Education Center (Back Stage) [i][b][color=00a651]Skills:[/color][/b][/i]N/A [/cell][cell] [right][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/ff63c8f2-413e-4dbc-a9d3-4eb2cf95781e.jpg[/img][/right] [/cell][/row][/table][CENTER]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center][/color] The conversation had some up moments, and some down moments. Hunter did pause and think about Roy's comment about Hunter being able to take on Cage, and he shrugged and figured the man had a good point. There had been situations in the past where he had been proven wrong about this sort of thing in the past. "[color=00a651]Point Taken.[/color]" The ride continued, other comments were made. Some Hunter processed with some doubt, but he listened none the less. The coffee comment was responded to rather vaguely, but considering where he was going he more or less got the idea why. Hunter wouldn't remark to the lie detector responses. When he got to the reply to his more serious question, Hunter sighed, unsure what to think. "[color=00a651]You wanted Honesty no? You want me to say that it hasn't crossed my mind a couple times? Or that there is still that little voice in the back of my head that is trying to tell me to get as far away from here as possible?[/color]" He felt stumped. Sure, he knew it wasn't the best thing to ask. But with how things had turned out, he still worried that the trial might end with an execution if things got out of hand. And the idea of getting out of the walls before that could happen was an idea that would stick in his mind until he knew for sure he wasn't at real risk. Mostly, he wanted to know if things had gotten so bad here that those in charge would decide if it was worth the resources to go after him once he got out. Roy responded with the answer he more or less expected. "[color=00a651]Good to know.[/color]" He responded as if learning a new bit of interesting information. He took a deep breath, held it for a moment, then let it go thinking more on his situation. When they arrived at the Education center, Hunter stepped out and that voice went off in his head again. Realistically, a lot of the key people were inside there right now. Maybe even security. If there was a time to make a run for it, now would be it while it would take a moment to rally those inside to stop him. Sure, there would be guards not present, hell, he wasn't even sure if there were more then just those he could see now and those on the roster from earlier in there. But once inside, that chance was gone. Despite that little voice, he stepped in with only mild hesitation. Hunter had never been to any courts before, most of his knowledge came from TV and a couple games and he had trouble following in those moments too. Now? He was a defendant. He didn't acknowledge Cage when he mentioned going strait to the court other then a blank expression avoiding eye contact, and a simple. "[color=00a651]uhuh.[/color]" Hunter snapped back into focus at the mention of a mirror. Though he didn't catch it at first, he got the idea when the statement was finished. He looked at Joaquin and eyed him a bit. "[color=00a651]Hate to say it dude, you're in for a rather boring shift if that's your job. Despite all the fuck ups so far, that one isn't on the list.[/color]" Though Hunter had a short verbal patience, and had a tendency to lash out, he had been mostly non violent since he had arrived. The two closest incidents being the about to smash a coffee cup for a makeshift weapon, and in his drunken rage getting ready to confront Bass. Though the latter was still fuzzy in his mind. "[color=00a651]Though, if it does go there, hope your aim's good.[/color]" He meant it as a joke to try and calm his own nerves, though he had little reason to think anyone else here would find it as amusing as he did. At the thought of dying, who wouldn't prefer a quick and clean death? Over some fucked up way to die, like being eaten by walking corpses. He had no plans to cause any harm though, so hopefully it wouldn't come to either in the near future.