Week 3, Friday

[foundationmods]

[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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[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]

[allmyfriendsaredead]

[She'll give him a gentle hug of a hold once she's got him, throwing one more glance Oda's way before carrying the poor hedgehog elsewhere.

They can curl up in the common room away from the blood and the sads.]

[iblistriggered]

[Silver will just stay in a silent, loose ball on or near Saki, huddled up close to her like he's freezing and she's the only warm object for miles. His eyes are dull, glazed.

They failed. They weren't able to stop it, and now Aqua was dead by one of their own hands.]

[odasaku]

[ he mouths "thank you" before returning to the body. he is a detective, after all. ]