EliteCommander

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

"Certainly, I considered the possibility that this vial was planted. To do so would be a good way to shift blame onto another. That is why I made sure to come here with you without first telling you. As well, why would the traitor place it in such a well-hidden location if it was not meant to remain hidden? Planting evidence is only effective if said evidence is found, and this hiding spot could have easily been missed. Finally, this rag bears your scent, the scent of the one who I instructed to search your room, and no one else's. I am open to alternative explanations for what transpired, but this collection of evidence points to you." Meesei answered. Even now, she was certainly willing to accept that her accusation could be wrong if she was presented with strong enough evidence against it.

"Harriet, if you are the traitor, I advise you confess now. The deadline I gave for which you could have received exile has passed, but to do so would still be favorable. Even a traitor can receive redemption in the eyes of Hircine, if given the chance. Otherwise, you are going to need to do more than simply say it could have been planted. You need to produce evidence for your claims, in this matter, and for the rest of your trial. You are still free to build your case and find evidence; that right is one of which I will not deprive you." She added.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei didn't remove the cork, she left it in and was looking for scents on the part on the outside.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Meesei lifted up the rag, taking in its scent deeply. As she stood back to her feet, she turned and locked eyes with Harriet. "It is not so much what I see, really. Of course, I did have someone search your room earlier, and what that person found was, well, troubling is an understatement." Meesei answered as she pulled the vial from her satchel. By this point, the eyes of all her witnesses were on the pair, which would give multiple accounts of whatever transpired.

"This vial contains traces of poison, and was found in a hiding spot under that broken tile. Interestingly, this rag, found in the same place, bears your scent. And, more disturbingly, the symbol this vial bears matches certain depictions of Clavicus Vile. What have you to say in response to this?" Meesei questioned. She kept her eyes locked on Harriet, watching for any hint of a violent move. If she tried something rash, Meesei had a plan to ensure she would not be touched. At the same time, she brought the vial itself up to her snout to take in its scent as well. As far as Meesei knew, the only ones to have handled the vial were herself, Gorlak, and the traitor, so those would be the only scents present as well. Since she had the rag to compare it to, Meesei knew exactly what scent she was looking for. The smooth glass would not hold a scent so easily, but the cork, will all of its nooks and crannies, would. Meesei expected to find Gorlak's scent, along with Harriet's at about the same strength as on the rag. Meesei's scent would also of course be on it, but it was rare that one could detect their own scent.

Star Wars - Scum and Villainy

Ahh, I find the split personality in Hidan will certainly fuck things up for people. Imagine, us making a ceasefire with an overpowering enemy that killed many of us, and then Scourge comes and tries to kill or maim the negotiator. Brings a tear to my eye.

@SgtEasy

As long as you don't overdo it. I'm in another RP with a character who does that, and not even intentionally. It has gotten to the point that I'm more annoyed than anything. Having him act out could add spice to the RP, but too much spice and it just becomes unpleasant.

Ashes [EliteCommander and Vesuvius00]

"Maybe, but I don't see it as worth the risk, at least not just for the purpose of retrieving my belongings. Perhaps if I am tasked with going to the city for espionage, then I will be able to retrieve it, but it doesn't seem worth it otherwise. For now, making a new set is probably the better idea. Unfortunately, materials are still a problem. I don't really have anything I can trade; all I have is what I was carrying with me when you found me. Hunting for leather is a viable option, but I would need to have the time to spare in order to do it. I suspect we are going to be rather busy for the foreseeable future." Tarentek responded.

Shrugging his shoulders, Tarentek decided to let go of the idea for the moment. "I guess it isn't too much of a concern for now anyway. I'm not planning on going into heavy combat just yet, and my robes are in reasonably good condition. I might need to patch them up soon, as they did get kind of scuffed up when I was wandering the desert, but they should work well enough."

Star Wars - Scum and Villainy

"You know, I'm almost positive that I've already introduced myself at least once. Eh, whatever, I tend to forget these things. Name's Sirka'ith. If you haven't figured out what I'm good at already, well, then I'd get your eyes and ears checked." She said with a chuckle before glancing to the human, Hildan. "You use slugthrowers? Well, it'll be useful down in the caves, at least. They don't need electronics to work. I'll keep dismissing them everywhere else, though. I suppose they can be useful, it's just...they don't hit as hard, their shots fall off target instead of flying straight, their ammo is way more expensive than blaster packs...but like I said, I guess they have their place." She said in at least a mostly teasing fashion.

Sirka paused a moment and started looking around the hanger bay. There were times in which she could be patient, but right now, she wanted to be set and ready for the job. Of course, the dreadnaught wasn't going to arrive any quicker if she rushed, but she at least wanted to be on the right ship when it was time to get moving. "Introductions are all well and good, but can we walk and talk? Which one of these is your ship, or is it in a different bay?" Sirka asked.

Ashes [EliteCommander and Vesuvius00]

"Go to Amman? Well, I don't know about that." Tarentek responded, shifting slightly in his chair. It was an idea that brought up a lot of conflicting emotions in his mind, though the most prominent was fear. Having seen what their enemy could do, he was not keen on returning to a place occupied by them, at least not without an army. 'I mean, my armor should still be there. It was in our family home at the time of the attack, and not the barracks, but we really don't know what kind of a state the city is in by this point. They did annex the city, so they do likely intend to open it up to trade at some point, but installing a new government takes time. They might be rejecting travelers. As for getting the materials in Tel Nof, that is possible, but it will be expensive. The leather won't be that bad, but good enough quality metal is an expensive commodity. It has to be forged into the right shapes. If I scavenged the metal, then reshaped it myself, it would be doable, but I would need access to an actual forge."

Mass Effect: The Face of Injustice

How is progress on your collab, Lucius and CQB?

Star Wars - Scum and Villainy

Just waiting on things to happen, currently.

Call of the Hunt [EliteCommander and Muttonhawk]

Harriet was perceptive, Meesei had to credit her with that. She knew her room had been searched, which presented a problem for Meesei's original plan. If the vial was hers, then she likely knew that there was the possibility it could have been found. This meant that it was unlikely she would be able to catch her off-guard to produce a suspicious reaction. Harriet might have already seen through her original plan, but Meesei was not without any more tricks. She still had options, and now that she knew the room held its scents for a while, she had another avenue of investigation to pursue.

"I did not search it, no." Meesei began, walking over towards the broken tile. There was no use going through the whole ruse of searching the rest of her room first; instead, she decided to go with her next best option. Kneeling down next to the tile, she lifted it up to reveal the hiding spot underneath. "But another did."

All that was inside the hole was a rag, atop which the vial had presumably rested before it was taken. Meesei had another trick, this time one much more subtle which a simple scent could not betray. As Meesei was examining the hiding spot, she rested her hand in such a way that, from Harriet's angle, it would block her view of where the vial had been resting. Meesei's posture looked perfectly normal and unremarkable, as if she was simply supporting her weight on her arm as she knelt down, and the fine details of what Harriet should be able to see from her angle could go unnoticed, especially if she already had response in mind before Meesei had even uncovered it. Beyond Harriet's reaction, there was also another thing Meesei was watching for, or rather, smelling for. A small, enclosed space like this hiding spot would hold scents even more easily than the rest of the room, such as the scents of those which had handled the vial. If the vial had been planted, Meesei would expect to find Gorlak's scent, along with an unfamiliar one, but if Harriet was indeed the traitor, then she would expect to find both Gorlak and Harriet's scent.

"What is your explanation for this, Harriet?" Meesei asked. Her tone was accusatory, as being aggressive in her questioning might lead Harriet to defend herself in a way that would imply she had saw the vial.