[[First off. Yes. That's a typo. Damn autocorrect. Making quick posts at work means low accuracy sometimes.]]
It was dreadfully cold. And yet, Anti kept to himself, pulling his scarf up just a little bit higher. Maybe this was stupid. Maybe he was making a big mistake by showing his hand now. And he was a little (but only a little, totally) afraid of how his confession would go. But things were going wrong already. And he couldn't stand and do nothing. No time to rehearse a dramatic speech. Just go for it and hope for the best.
"First I... Probably owe an explanation for why I've been kind of... Silent." He paused, shifting his weight. "I... didn't really want to speak up yet, anyways, but as I thought over the things that Altair said I realized that I couldn't get a good solid argument against him. Other than vote history and the bulletproof thing, but then it becomes a matter of weighing His and Mike's words and..." Trailing off, he considered his next words carefully, not wanting to be rude. "Some of Mike's decisions were clueless. But they left a lot of people confused and undecided, while Altair's arguments were more put together. Experienced."
He lowered his head. "I'm getting distracted. The reason I was silent. I heard whisperings from my write- excuse me, my guardian that info roles don't usually last long. Especially when they slip up. And I was worried I did, back when I asked Reme if she had any information. I thought I had already caught Wes in a lie when he brought up the idea of vanillia players having information, because I knew Reme was innocent. But in doing so, a keen, malicious eye might have been able to realize I didn't know that."
Was he rambling? He was totally rambling and everyone was looking at him oh goodness. "The point is. When I thought about voting history last night, a few names caught my eye. Namely, people who didn't vote, people who didn't vote for porygon - and yes, I know this includes myself - and people who jumped on the wagon late. Bartholomew, Kent, Jean, Clovis, Sparkleglimmer, Pixie, Steven, and Mike. Additionally, Hazel, Astrid, and Reme. Eleven names. I did not think it a good idea to take a look at Pixie, Kent, or Clovis. They had a high chance of dying. While I admittedly voted for Sparkleglimmer, I was rushed and under stress, and I didn't think it was a good time to check her. Steven was likely innocent if Kent was. And a lot of people were already suspicious of Bartholomew, so he was likely to get a lot of scrutiny anyways. Between Jean, Altiar, Hazel, and Astrid, I was the least comfortable with my judgement of Altair. So I kept an eye on him, and I saw the stains on his soul."
He took a deep, shaky breath and stepped back. He might as well be a dead man walking now, so he hoped that people would listen to him.
[[Hard claiming cop. I inspected Fuse night 0 because he's famously difficult to read. Got innocent. I inspected Inke last night due to unease with her voting patterns, and notes from other people I trusted more that brought up her ability to play town really well as scum. I got a guilty reading.
Vote: Inkedust]]
"Wait, but... Steven wasn't cop then! There's no way we'd have two, right?!"
"Maybe... Altair got attacked by the serial killer? Lying about being attacked would be really risky! He'd have no way of knowing if the good guy with bulletproof got hit instead."
