Week 3, Friday

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[As Friday morning dawns on the third week, everything seems normal. The weather is as sunny as always, there's no stillness or heavy air, and after two weeks without a murder it's easy to assume that this Friday will be the same as the others.

Well, it's a few hours yet before Dazai would show up with some fun activity for Friday. Might as well go about with getting up and ready for the day, right? Who knows what you might find waiting for you this morning.]

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[iblistriggered]

[Silver wakes up early from his spot on the roof with a bad feeling in his gut. Time to float around the perimeter]

[foundationmods]

[Just the perimeter, or is he also keeping an eye on the roof?]

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[both!]

[foundationmods]

[In that case, the first thing he'll notice is a pool noodle hanging out of the rooftop gutter.

It's been cut at one end to taper to a pointed tip...and there's blood on it.]

[iblistriggered]

You've got to be joking...

[That someone went through with it? they they apparently sharped a pool noodle into a weapon? both???

Silver shakes his head and takes out his EyePhone, taking photos of the evidence from several angles. Are there any splatters or drips on the roof or gutter around it?]

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[There's not, but as he snaps pictures of it, it's clear that it's half-frozen.

....And as he moves, he might notice that the pool noodle is not the only thing in the gutter -

after all, there's a body there as well.]

[iblistriggered]

[... ah. So that's how it was stiff enough to be used as a weapon. He catches sight of something.... a body....

he gulps, then looks away]

I can't... I can't..... I can't do it....

[he yells out, loud]

SOMEONE! COME QUICK!! I FOUND SOMETHING!

[failsaw]

[There sure is a lot of yelling today.]

The fuck are you yelling about, spikes? [Giriko yells up at the roof.]

[iblistriggered]

S-someone.... someone is....

[he can't say it]

[failsaw]

Tch, idiot.

[DONT MAKE HER COME UP TH-- okay Giriko's coming up there

oh cool. a corpse.]

Shit, somebody finally did it, huh? [Giriko doesn't sound put-out by that. She's grinning.]

[iblistriggered]

[well that's fine, Silver is just huddled off to one side]

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[Thanks giriko

Well, as she says that, with her closer vantage point, it's easier to see who it is.

Her blue hair gently shines in the light, in stark contrast to the whiteness of her skin. Her eyes are closed, as if in repose - if it were not for the wound on her front clearly displaying how she died.

Aqua is dead.]

[failsaw]

[oh right. is her soul still here?]

[foundationmods]

[Nah fam

At least, it's not currently in the area.]

[odasaku]

[ well, he hopes that saki's taking care of silver, because he's going to try to pull the body from the gutter as gently as possible. is she at least in one piece? ]

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[PS, Silver did leave the half frozen noodle spear on the roof, so yay]

[foundationmods]

[She is! More specifically, he'll notice she has blood covering her back and up to her head, the same as if she'd been lying in a pool of blood. There's no blood on her legs, however, and There's a small pool of blood in the gutter from where she was laying.

The cause of death is obvious: She's been stabbed in the chest through the heart, though to get more details he'll have to look more closely.]

[odasaku]

[ oda notices the stab through the heart, and grimaces slightly. she didn't deserve such a grizzly fate.

first of all, he'll take the half-frozen tip of the noodle and then compare it to the entry wound on her chest. does it match? ]

[foundationmods]

[It does, but the wound is rather wide.]

[odasaku]

...

[ oda's also see the corpse. unlike giriko, his expression does look a bit more somber. ]

Aqua. The victim's Aqua.

[iblistriggered]

[distressed ball noises]

[allmyfriendsaredead]

[Guess who steps outside just in time to hear that.]

...Aqua is...?

[odasaku]

She's dead.

[ he looks over to her, his expression unreadable and his shoulders sagging. ]

Can you help me get Silver down? He's not doing well.

[allmyfriendsaredead]

[Saki nods, pale as she murmurs something under her breath. She's imagining a giant hand gently picking up the little hedgehog to bring to her own outstretched arms.

She can carry him away from here. He doesn't need to see this.]

[iblistriggered]

[Silver doesn't move, still curled into a loose ball, so his quills aren't super stiff or anything. In Saki's arms, he shudders]