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aefenglom log posting account ([personal profile] faileas) wrote in [community profile] aefenglom2020-02-03 12:46 pm

☆ The Trial of the Rathmores

The trial of the Rathmores and their associates takes place on a cold, drizzly morning at the very beginning of Feoveuer, in a large audience chamber of Parliament, broadcast to the Watches by Sowilo (and Theodore, when Sowilo is speaking) for any who cannot or do not wish to attend personally. The trial itself is public; any who show up are allowed in, and any who were hurt by the Rathmores are invited, though not forced, to testify against them during the proceedings. Mhairi is present, as Speaker for the Coven, as are all those members who hold a Judicial Seat, and many of the Civic Seats, along with the Witches and Guards present at the raid. Mhairi and one Lady Denholm are outspoken about the Rathmores' crimes all throughout, prompting more hard-hitting questions when things grow too silent or sympathetic toward the wealthy elitists.

The proceedings last for several hours. During that time, the Judges hear testimony from Mirrorbound, those who were kidnapped and those who were affected by the fires and losing loved ones alike, refugees who were kidnapped or had their homes damaged during the fires, the aristocrats who were in on the kidnapping, and the remaining Rathmores themselves. Notably, two of the twenty-two Rathmores died when the Mirrorbound staged their escape, so are not present, and a few others are in poor shape, one even wearing a gauze eye patch, tended to by nurses from the hospital. This fact causes just a few furtive, disapproving, even fearful looks from a small section of citizens in the viewing boxes, and there are whispers during recesses coming from this group - you never know what they'll be like when they come out of those mirrors, some are nice enough, quite civilized people, but some are worse than animals, aren't they?...

Still, these mutterings have no effect on the progression of the trial. The presiding Judge Colton has a frown on his face throughout, though he listens to every word on both sides, stone faced and silent, except to ask probing questions. The truth comes out.

The 21 aristocrats who participated in the kidnapping all plead their cases that they did not know what was going to happen. They all thought the Rathmores had devised a spell to send the Mirrorbound home, but that the Coven wouldn't allow it. This is determined to be false. There was never a spell. Nerissa Bell testifies that no magic has been found to date that allows them to send Mirrorbound back through their mirrors, and this lie is determined to have been a ruse to encourage cooperation. The Judge sentences all who fought against arrest to hefty prison sentences with hard labor, up to 20 years, for crimes including kidnapping, arson, imprisonment, destruction of property, and resisting arrest. Those who gave themselves up to the Guard and the assault team are granted a bit of leniency - an average of 7 years of prison and hard labor. All are subject to fines as well.

Each aristocrat is taken away in chains after their individual sentencing, heads hung, miserable.

The Rathmores are dealt with last, in ascending order of perceived involvement, from the flunkies up to the head. Each is convicted of all counts brought against them, though the Judge waits on sentencing. For now.

Thomas Rathmore, long-term member of Parliament, approaches the podium last, stil cuffed. His speech is long, his words smooth poison. He talks about the Mirrorbound being obvious dangers to Aefenglom, invaders in their city who will turn it upside down the way they did Dorchacht. He points to nephews and nieces with shattered limbs in casts and splints, and asks, "These strangers are not held accountable. They are not subject to our laws. Who will pay for this? For the deaths of the children of my brother, Rodolphus?"

As an angry uproar begins in the stands, Judge Colton slams down his gavel and answers, "You will, Mr. Rathmore. And may all forgive that I ever called you colleague.

The atrocities you committed are not representative of the heart of Aefenglom and will not be condoned or brushed aside. You have not proven that the city is unsafe because of the Mirrorbound - only that it is unsafe as long as your extremist family remains here, using your influence to ruin everyone around you.

We have failed visitors to our city, blinded to the pervasive creep of corruption into our systems. The Rathmore family has been like the Cwyld upon us, infecting Aefenglom from the inside. The only thing to be done with infection is to cut it out.

To those who were hurt, you have Aefenglom's sincerest apology, and those who helped to right the wrongs done here, our sincerest thanks."

The court falls silent for the final sentences. All twenty Rathmores on trial today will meet the guillotine tomorrow. It will be a closed session, not open to the general public, but Mirrorbound will be allowed in to witness, in an effort to repair a broken trust and to reassure that no trick will be pulled to allow the family's escape. On top, the Rathmore family estate will be repossessed by the city, along with all their assets. The money will be used to repair areas damaged by the fires, especially in the Haven and the refugee housing, and to pay out a decent sum to kidnapping victims, about 4 months of an average salary, as a gesture of goodwill and to help cover costs of living while they recover from the ordeal.

As the trial concludes, Lady Denholm spots Sowilo filming with a Watch, and approaches to deliver a sincere apology to the Mirrorbound for all that they've had to suffer.

"It is clear that we in Parliament do not understand the needs or the struggles that you and yours face daily in our city. Many of us tend to be secluded by our privilege, in a way, but that is no excuse. With the Rathmores sentenced, that leaves three seats open in Parliament." She gets a certain glint in her eyes as she regards the camera, and those who have gathered in person to watch the trial. "Perhaps it is time the Mirrorbound come to the table and represent themselves. If you have an interest or a knack for politics, send a letter to my office, and we'll start the process."

    This is just a summary to give everyone an idea of what happened. Feel free to use this post to mingle with each other and discuss in person or over the network, but none of the NPCs will be replying. The guillotining will be open to Mirrorbound to attend but we will not be posting anything separately for it.

    In lieu of IC letters, if your character would be interested in working with Parliament as a sitting member, EDIT: comment to this dedicated Council post! Don't let numbers stop you - we've got something in mind for if more than three characters would be interested that will let everyone get a chance. This is a way for PCs to make their needs known through representatives outside the Coven and advocate for themselves on a higher level.
showsnopiety: (I'll take you there)

[personal profile] showsnopiety 2020-03-06 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeah, someone should. Someone she would listen to, else she may laugh. Well. She might anyway because she's mean sometimes.

Like with the kiss. It was gentle and sweet, and he was always in need of affection. Just like his namesake of the hound.]


Perhaps so. I am someone who is affection starved so- you could say that I'm still learning this. I'm not a thief, but I am possessive. I don't ask for your heart, nor his.

You know I would give you the world, if only I were not forgotten.
escardos: (pic#13507851)

[personal profile] escardos 2020-03-06 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
It's not a suggestion. Maybe a brainstorm of ideas?

But yes, I think that's what matters the most. :) If you think that this is for the best, then perhaps it is.
escardos: (pic#13770505)

[personal profile] escardos 2020-03-06 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
Yes! But not in the way you think!

[ he already expects cu to think that waver is a classmate of his-- oh how wrong he is. ]

I know Waver from ten years in the future because he's my professor!
cardtrick: (seventy one /)

[personal profile] cardtrick 2020-03-06 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ A solemn, somber nod. Very much so. ]

That bad.

[ She lulls into a silence for a moment and then rocks back onto her heels, stretching her arms over her head. This has been a long day, and she was only in the stands. ]

We should get out of here.

[ Doesn't Caren have work to get to? She wouldn't want to keep her. ]
boneofsword: (falling apart)

[personal profile] boneofsword 2020-03-06 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[He eyes the drink, but if he's already feeling a bit tipsy then he's past his limit. Anything more is a risk Archer prefers not to take. He shakes his head and pushes the drink back, feeling a bit better thanks to such simple gesture.]

—not really. Rin pointed it out, said that her from my life had been a fool and that she wouldn't abandon me. [small, wistful smile shows on his lips.] She wanted to contract me again when the War ended.
whomthebelltolls: (Sleeps like the dead)

[personal profile] whomthebelltolls 2020-03-07 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
It's a gun. [She says it simply, but she eyes in curiously, as he holds it up. Waving a gun around in public - nbd.] I carry one as well, though that one is... small. Compared to mine. Quite different. [Hers is a giant flintlock pistol the size of a small hunting rifle that she can still one-hand but. Details. It also looks more... hm, she's not sure how to say what it looks. Futuristic? It has very little style, but mostly because she's used to intricately carved wooden stocks and barrels.] Did you need some help with it?
prayerwheel: rj (lingshih10) | pixiv id 11344562 (♪ behind the circle k)

[personal profile] prayerwheel 2020-03-07 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
In all honesty, no. Having them meet such a fate after all of this does not comfort me.

[ Like she said. It would have been more fitting to give them life sentences. ]

But there's naught to be done about it at this point.
getting_better: (Thinking)

[personal profile] getting_better 2020-03-07 10:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Style means nothing to spy. Black as night and when he pulls the trigger it makes whatever he's pointing at less alive.]

Oh good, you know. This saves me time then.

[Anyone who gives him grief about his gun gets it's contents in their knees. Speaking of the content, he pulls out the magazine and pulls out one of the hallow point bullets and shows it to her but also free for study should she wish it.]

I'm looking for someone who can make these. In bulk, preferably. I have limited rounds and I can sacrifice one or two if there's someone who needs to study it to recreate it, but yeah, I need these pretty bad. I have a second but, well, it's pretty special and needs even more special ammunition that doesn't exist here at the moment.
whomthebelltolls: (Hat)

[personal profile] whomthebelltolls 2020-03-07 03:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Try Percival. [Actually, she does have a name - rather immediately, in fact.] He owns or, perhaps, co-owns a shop about the town. He uses guns primarily for his own weapons, and helped craft ammunition for my Evelyn - it uses a special type, as well. One I think they would frown heavily upon in this city if they knew how it worked.
getting_better: (Default)

[personal profile] getting_better 2020-03-07 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
[Thank goodness she has a name, he was honestly worried for a second. Percival, he'd better keep that name on the forefront of his mind, but then she mentioned her gun and ammunition.]

Oh?

[He leans in closer so no one else can listen in.]

And what makes this ammunition of yours so special? [And where can he get some?]
futhark: made by <user name="scaleless"> (casual; surprised)

[personal profile] futhark 2020-03-07 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Holy shit... ]

...okay that's a big one. [ The amounts of blinks is enormous. Usually, the timelines and weird stuff like that doesn't phase him— but it's usually related to Servants and their weird circumstances. ] Must be super weird to have your mentor suddenly become your peer, huh?

[ Like, he can't even imagine that with Scáthach ]
futhark: (worried)

[personal profile] futhark 2020-03-07 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Here it is. Caren also mentioned knowing Archer both in life and in the Grail War. How weird that must have been. It's a testament how well the alcohol is working if Archer isn't cagey about that fact.

Lightweight dofuus. ]


Why didn't you? [ It seems to be obvious that this was his choice. And that he wants to walk through it. Caster accepts back the glass, but he puts his hand on Archer's ]
futhark: (worried)

[personal profile] futhark 2020-03-07 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[ That awful feeling when you want to belong, but you feel there is no place for you there. Sometimes it's true, more often than not it's not. Cú's got poor impulse control, so he's going to accept that it's on him as he puts his hands above her elbows, keeping her in place as he returns the kiss. Very in fashion, soft and gentle, aiming more into the corner of her lips. ]

I don't want to see you in pain any longer. [ He admits. There's been a lot, a lot of times when she was hurt recently. It keeps piling on and on. And maybe it's selfish from him, but he doesn't want to add to it— He's grown close to her, he's grown fond of her. His Master he can't remember ]
rightfoot: (pic#13223117)

[personal profile] rightfoot 2020-03-07 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
There's nothing we could do to them that compares.
boneofsword: (another burden to carry)

[personal profile] boneofsword 2020-03-07 11:48 pm (UTC)(link)
There was no point. The War has ended, the Grail had been destroyed, and she wouldn't be able to keep me summoned. Besides she already got a version of me that wasn't broken. [he adds after a moment, turning his hand so that he can graps Caster's. His Witch is warm, being a calm, supporting presence both near him, so close their shoulders almost touch, and deep on their Bond.]
showsnopiety: (alone)

[personal profile] showsnopiety 2020-03-08 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
Ah, I see.

[That's something. But...it has been a long day. Caren offered a slow nod, and rolled her shoulders.]

It may be a good time to run the mundane errands, before returning home.
showsnopiety: (I think I'm falling)

[personal profile] showsnopiety 2020-03-08 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
[In a way, he may think of himself as a stray. And she...just doesn't think of herself as belonging anywhere.

But there's something sweet, something touching in the way that he kissed the corner of her lips. And him not wanting her to be in pain...she blinked. She could feel her eyelashes brush against his skin.

But she rallied herself after a breath.]


You're sweet. Maybe too sweet, for a woman like me.

[Gently, she brushed her lips over his chin. Sweet. Slow.]

You know I can't promise I would never be in pain.
fuckingpassw0rd: (33)

[personal profile] fuckingpassw0rd 2020-03-08 10:04 am (UTC)(link)
Good. Then I hope you don't mind me swearing up a storm for the next few days. Feels like I just ran two marathons on one leg.

[Just gonna cover some of his pain with humor because it's what he does. Idly, he runs a hand across his chin to think.]

Maybe I can enchant the couch to move for a few days...

[He's joking. Unless???]

I look at it this way. If you aren't healed completely by next week, I should be back good as new and it'll be easier since there's less pain to deal with. This was just the worst of it. Anyway. You're welcome.

[Despite the pain it feels good to be helpful instead of...well doing shit like being stuck feeling sorry for himself.]
futhark: (somber)

[personal profile] futhark 2020-03-08 12:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[ That makes them both strays, really. ]

I know. Besides, wishes don't always come true. [ More often than not, they don't ] But what I can do, is to make sure to not be the one to cause the pain—

[ Which isn't what he can promise, or a wish that can surely come true either. So he just sighs, enjoying the soft kisses, and when they're over he presses their foreheads together. ]

Or if it's inevitable, make it the cleanest and quickest possible. [ Which is why he wanted to come forward about him and Archer, given Caren and Emiya's complicated circumstances ] You keep telling that though, that people are too good for you. But you deserve goodness, Caren.

[ And another soft kiss too, because friendship. Because it's a touch that is not pain. ]
whomthebelltolls: (Hat)

[personal profile] whomthebelltolls 2020-03-09 12:11 am (UTC)(link)
It is silver mixed with blood... my blood. [She motions to the crowd a little, just a slight sweep of her hand.] Many of the Monsters here have weaknesses to silver, and Witch blood can be addictive to them. So it would be very painful, and can induce madness. It had other applications at home, but is very interestingly different here.
getting_better: (Thinking)

[personal profile] getting_better 2020-03-09 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
Really?

[Now that is very interesting. Dangerous as all hell too. His eyes shine and his smile widen, albeit a bit devious.]

That's mighty interesting. Is there a cure?
showsnopiety: (never taste)

[personal profile] showsnopiety 2020-03-09 10:45 am (UTC)(link)
[No wonder they found each other, in this world and another. They were both desperate for scraps.

But she stops giving kisses for now, even if it would feel far more comfortable, and far less intimate then the gentle forehead press.]


That's kind. And honest. People are quick to say such things here.

[She enjoys his kiss, and gives him another. Sweet and soft. If they weren't in public...the moves she would have made on him.]

Maybe one day, I'll believe it.
boneofsword: (no time for hesitation)

[personal profile] boneofsword 2020-03-09 02:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Kicking them out into the Wilde would be a good option, if less merciful. [he shrugs and swirls his drink. It comes as no surprise given that she's used to seeing the ugliest side of humanity.]

But it has to act as deterrent.
whomthebelltolls: (Sleeps like the dead)

[personal profile] whomthebelltolls 2020-03-10 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
For the addiction? I'm sure it's the same as any addiction - you wean them from it. It's not my usual method of dealing with the Monsters, but... I've also made a promise or two not to cause such trouble. The blood serves a secondary purpose, as well. Blood, and especially Witch blood, can be used to amplify the efficacy of spells. It's frowned upon by the Coven, but still practiced on occasion.

... It's what I mostly use it for. Combined with my fire affinity, it makes the shots... explosive.
whomthebelltolls: (Sleeps like the dead)

[personal profile] whomthebelltolls 2020-03-10 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
The Wilde is too much of an unknown. It could very well be survivable for a long period of time; with some luck, and some persistence, and a good head on one's shoulders. I don't believe for a moment that Drummond is actually dead, even this long after her exile to it.

[Just as an example. Still, she nods.] So the execution was a better idea. Swift, decisive, and final. No 'what-ifs' to ponder when you watch their heads separated from their bodies. And yes, it is a deterrent. A very obvious and visceral one. It's far more than I expected out of such a soft city.

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