[color=lightgray][table][row][/row][row][cell][sup][color=f1c40f][h1]☠ πšƒπš†π™³: πšˆπšŽπšŠπš› 𝟻 π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 𝟺[/h1][/color] ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/sup] [color=f1c40f][b]Location:[/b][/color] Camp Mexico Beach [color=f1c40f][b]Weather Forecast:[/b][/color] Dawn at 5:53 A.M. - Dusk at 8:13 P.M. - High: 91F, Low: 80F - Winds SW at 4mph - Gusting to 14mph - Rain In The AM - Cloud Cover: 100% - Visibility: 9miles. [color=f1c40f][b]Notes:[/b][/color] Now, Rem and I have been collabing a bit - we will continue for my next update. This round Rem will reply to the end of my post and then we will pick up the collab again. I am hoping this next round should be the last round for his questioning. Remember those who have characters present for this you can combine your post under a single header and just post a total of 2 paragraphs if you need to just put a filler post or if things are hectic. No worries. After I finish with the questioning of Hunter on the stand I will be calling for PC's to say anything they wish about how they feel about the character either remaining or being removed from the camp. (And just to let you know - no, that decision has not been made yet - it is still up in the air - so even I don't know currently what will happen next lol) [/cell][cell][center]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ [b][color=f1c40f]Date:[/color][/b] August 1st, 2012 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ [img]https://i.ibb.co/hdH3d6d/dead-towel-2.jpg[/img] [/center][/cell][/row][/table][center][sup]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/sup][/center] [color=f1c40f][b]Camp Mexico Beach General:[/b][/color] The town was becoming busier as the evening was drawing near. It was late afternoon by now and the weather was becoming more pleasant than it had been most of the day. Yes it was still hot and yes it will still muggy but the rain had cleared for now and the temperature was starting to drop. There were some that were becoming curious to the court case now that it had been going on for some time but that got side tracked as people had seen Mary walk into the Education Center. She would have only gone there for one reason - someone had died in the hospital. It was no secret that Lucy had been ill and her days were numbered. This gave a rather solemn feeling to the town. Medic and Guy had seen to taking care of Lucy's body, what they could do. Medic decided to sit with her body for a while. Why he wasn't sure but he didn't feel right leaving her. Guy on the other hand couldn't take it. There was something about children that hit him hard. Instead he went back upstairs and looked around the girls room, or what had been her room. Walking over he picked up a crayon and rolled it around in his fingers. He had only met Lucy once before but she had been bubbly and bright. He had thought that was what he figured Tatiana had been like as a child considering the way she had been in Newnan. Now, he wasn't so sure. He had tried talking to her since he had gotten back but she was a very different person now. Outside of the General Housing some of the teens and kids were out, wanting to get out of their apartments and condos. The sidewalks were drying and for once clear of pollen and sand thanks to the rain. A bucket of old and broken pieces of chalk and limestone chunks was hauled out by one of them. Sitting down and grabbing a few pieces each the kids each seemed to claim a little block of sidewalk for themselves and started drawing. It was a way to pass the time and while the drawings varied greatly they all seemed to have a common piece in them - each one held a flower somewhere on the image. [/color] [color=lightgray][CENTER]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center][table][row][/row][row][cell][h3][color=f1c40f][i][b]The Court Martial Of Hunter Monroe[/b][/i][/color][/h3][i][b][color=f1c40f]Location:[/color][/b][/i] Education Center: Auditorium (M) [i][b][color=f1c40f]Charges: [/color][/b][/i]Food Waste - 7.22.2012 | Drunken Disorderly - 7.22.2012 Failure To Report To Duty At Designated Time - 7.23.2012 | 10-886 Absence Without Leave - 7.23.2012 Failure To Administer Animal Sanitation - 7.23.2012 | Gross Insubordination - 7.23.2012 [/cell][cell] [right][img]https://i.ibb.co/NWhL8MN/index.jpg[/img][/right] [/cell][/row][/table][CENTER]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center] The Professor stood there and a thin brow rose over her eye. This was a person that was up to be removed from the community or worse. His expression was not what she expected, nor was the lack of mannered 'nope' he so laxidasically answered with. She heard a clearing of the throat and looked towards the source, it was Macsen. Nodding she looked back at Hunter. "Mr. Monroe, you seem to be exhibiting a rather taxing demeanor at this point and dare I say even exuding hostility. For someone who wished to try to defend himself the attitude which you come to the stand is concerning to myself and the council. Do you wish to step down and be exiled from the community at this point instead of wasting even more of our time and resources?" she asked with a dry and flat tone as she stood there. Hunter found himself pushing his luck again. He found himself unsure how to respond, and attempted to be careful with his words to avoid making things worse. "[color=00a651]I um...[/color]" Great start. "[color=00a651]Sorry. That's not my goal. I'm just...[/color]" He hesitated, attempting to pick his words carefully. "[color=00a651]Trying to not make things worse then they already are. It's not working.[/color]" His goal was to say as little as possible while answering the questions, avoid going on a rant, and keep it smooth. And if things went well, he'd avoid making things worse. His fingers started fidgeting again as he tried to figure out what to do. "[color=00a651]Please, I'll answer whatever you want. I'll admit I fucked up. Badly. A lot. On all charges.[/color]" There was a mix of remorse and fear in his tone as he attempted damage control of the situation. "Fair enough," The Professor stated when she spotted not only the change in demeanor but in attitude over all. "We just want the truth so we can see how to proceed and want to ensure this is something you are not doing to just see how much you can get away with," she added as she looked at Hunter. Taking a breath she looked back down at her notes. "Now, let's continue." Flipping a page in her notes she finally looked back at Hunter. "You are not denying the charges so we will start at the beginning. It has been established that you have taken one phrase.." She paused as she referenced her notes. "And I quote - [i]'Kid, seriously, you are a stones throw from getting shot, just shut up for five seconds'[/i] rather personal. Now, from the testimony of those present you had exhibited at least three previous accounts of hostility or threats towards the Team on the ground before this was said by our Operations Officer Maddoc Martin. We also have testimony by several that you took what was said and retold it with a twist - saying that you were the kid to that got threaten to be shot in the head. Would you care to clarify this for me? Either all those that have testified have lied about what happened and you were actually threatened to be shot or you have been going around our town telling people a lie. Which is it Mr. Monroe?" Hunter had to think about the answer for a moment, he wasn't sure what the answer was specifically, but he had a pretty good idea of what it was not. "[color=00a651]So...[/color]" He struggled again, the words not coming to mind as he needed them too, the pressure of those deciding his fate watching him as well as a large portion of the camp. "[color=00a651]I guess the second one. I took it personal, and...[/color]" He froze. And what? He stuttered a bit as he tried to figure out the words to explain what was going on in his mind. "[color=00a651]Panicked.[/color]" He didn't know how else to word it. He fucked up, and he had no idea how to word it other then that. "You panicked? For three weeks steady? To constantly perpetuate this lie? And on top of that there were at least three individuals that threatened your life directly," The Professor said as she looked at Hunter not really accepting the explanation he gave. "Mr. Holloway said he would feed your body to the corpses personally. Ms. Decker body slammed you to the ground and told you the next wrong move you made she would kill you. Mr. Maldonado has stated he would rip every last tooth out of your head and string it on a necklace, interesting. None of which were part of the town and were infect part of your quarantine group." she read off from her notepad before looking back at Hunter and quirking a brow. "Yes since these moments you have not demonstrated any hostility towards those or others, just attitude at best. Seems as if the warning the warranted because as soon as you stepped into camp you caused yourself to actually be threatened. Seems as if the members of the quarantine group had had guns you would have been shot within the first day. Care to explain why such direct threats on your life are taken as general speaking and lack of reaction any you hung onto a non threat with our own community?" Hunter had to think about that. All of that. He had no answer to explain his actions and he wasn't sure if the best option was to admit that or not. "[color=00a651]Yeah, you're probably right. They probably would have.[/color]" He wanted to give an answer to explain his actions, but looking back on things he couldn't come up with a decent reason. "[color=00a651]I don't think I have an answer you're looking for.[/color]" He hesitated a bit as his fidgeting started to continue again. "[color=00a651]Maybe it was easier to see the fuck up with them then it was out there. Maybe it was because they weren't armed.[/color]" He did feel bad after what happened with Tatiana. Not to the extent he needed to so he'd fix things the way that was needed. But it was easier for him to see where he fucked up there then with Maddoc. "[color=00a651]Sorry. I don't know how to explain it.[/color]" It was genuine. Seeing how things played out, he got an outside perspective of how others saw him now. But it still left him confused as to why he was more hostile towards some then others. Or why he realized how badly he fucked up at different rates. Maybe it was as simple as a general distrust of authority figures. Or maybe it was just his own stubbornness and stupidity preventing him from being able to move on from things not clearly explained. Today seemed to be leaning towards the second motion. The Professor listened intently to what Hunter was saying. As he finished she had to turn as she heard someone clear their throat. It was Macsen once again. "Just a moment," she said as she held up a finger before walking over to the table which the rest of the council was sitting behind. A note was slipped to her across the table. Picking it up she read over it before nodding and pocketing it. Taking a breath she turned her attention back to Hunter and continued with her next question. "Mr. Monroe, you were threatened with your life by several people whom you shared quarantine with. All of them without weapons and under guard. It begs to reason that if you were going to hostile towards anyone it would be them as they posed the least threat. Yet you have continued to push those who have not threatened your life. Even to the point as just before you entered this building for the trial you seemed to push it even further. [i]'Hope you're aim's good'[/i]," she said quoting what was said towards Joaquin. "More than that, those with the actual ability to take your life or that of your dog. Not saying we would but let me continue. As we posed the greatest threat to life and limb it begs the question.... And be honest as there are no right or wrong answers... Are you just trying to see how far you can push us, like a toddler, before we actually pull the trigger or do you legitimately want to die in such a way that somehow validates yours own ego?" [/color]