WEEK 2 - INVESTIGATION

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INVESTIGATION

This time, the wakeup is familiar - yet not any less nerve-wracking. Though you have survived the night, the knowledge that the Mafia - the monsters - have killed is ringing loudly in your mind.

The hotel speakers crackle to life just like before, drawing your attention and startling you. Heart racing, you listen to the announcement...


??? GUESTS REMAIN.

GORE WARNING FOR THIS LOG.

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[latebluemer]

[She's idly watching the pig for a little while, at its purpose, and quietly following everyone else inside. But. At that, she raises her head.]

The talk we had. About letting others access our things.

[It's a lot more curt than she usually speaks, but her thoughts are starting to turn again, at least. Things are lighting up in there, ideas.]

It wouldn't make sense for the murderer to hide it where you'd find it that easily.

[dolleyed]

... seems just like something he would put energy in even when in the middle of being murdered.

[ Instead of anything else, anything that'd protect him, because of course he wouldn't.... UGH. Yoshi's a walking headache and now he's not even walking anymore.

Also Kohaku's gonna look around if there's a desk with papers or something, then? ]

[theycallhimmrpchan]

[Th pig makes a noise of frustration before he perks his head up, and immediately goes to crawl under the bed to look]

[rosebridled]

[ JUST WATCHES... and Chu-Chu Just Cries ]

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[There's the Computer desk, with a few cabinets.]

[enter_the_darkness]

[ He gives a quiet sigh, moving over to check out one of those cabinets. ]

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[Vanitas finds...

a journal.]

[enter_the_darkness]

...

[ After his reading it, the more observant types would be able to see that his hands are tightening on the thing... There's a bitter laugh slipping out before he just... rips out the one addressed to him... ]

Idiot...

[ He holds the journal up, gesturing with it a bit for whoever wants to take it first. ]

It's addressed to some of you.

[ Anything else in the cabinets? ]

[latebluemer]

[She's just kind of been standing around since there's nothing else to look at and a crowd in front of the desk, but Blue Angel does move forward to take the journal. Reads through it carefully, stopping to take pictures with her tablet.

She'll worry about what to do with the digital images later. Obviously, analog is probably better for this. She leaves the messages for last, thanks to Vanitas' warning.

Which is probably a good thing, because thanks a lot worst bunny ever she's totally tearing up now. She shoves it on the next person after a moment and turns away to scrub furiously at her eyes.]

You stupid, stupid... Why didn't you just come meet us when you promised?

[dolleyed]

[ The next person is Kohaku, who doesn't take his time reading the whole thing and instead just flips forward to his own entry impatiently. ]

He's fucking incorrigible.

[ He sounds pretty mad. Anger's... just his usual response to basically any kind of situation though.

Once he's done staring at the journal grumpily, he'll hand it off to Anthy. ]

You got one, too.

[rosebridled]

I did?

[ She'll take it gingerly and open it up; it's not very many pages until she reaches her name.


Oh.

Rather than her typical non-reaction, her eyes actually betray some kind of emotion this time, and an unexpected tear falls before she realizes it. She tears out her page carefully and quietly, and folds it in half.

With that done, she flips through to check if there's a page for Ryoga -- no -- and hands it back wordlessly to Blue Angel. She seems the most qualified for sharing with the others. ]

[latebluemer]

[Her face is still wet and flushed from tears, but Blue Angel’s at least provisionally pulled herself together again when the journal is unexpectedly returned to her. She stares at it for a moment uncomprehendingly, because despite the message and despite everything she absolutely did not expect to be given custody of it.

She’s not really someone in charge, or all that good at keeping others in line, or even really much of a friend to the deceased, is she? Nothing makes sense today. But after the moment of hesitation she accepts it anyway.

Someone should at least tell the others, even if she’d rather crawl under her covers or under the resort altogether and hibernate right now.

Instead, she carefully folds over her entry and tears it out, neat and precise.]

I guess... the others should see their letters. Then they can at least yell at him when we see him again.

[Not that they’re going to see him again, per se, but anyway. If there are no objections, she’s heading off to do this morbid last will and testament thing.]

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[Yes, actually!

There's a Potion with a label reading “DRINK IN EMERGENCY - AKIRA ONLY” on it.

There doesn't seem to be anything else in the cabinets.]

[enter_the_darkness]

[ Ah... he'll take the potion and turn to head out. ]

[dolleyed]

[ Kohaku meanwhile is going to take the desk. How's it looking? ]

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[IT looks like a normal computer desk, my dude. Nothing much is there, beyond a computer.]

[latebluemer]

[Since the bed and the desk seem taken care of, she'll check around the room again, sweeping. Stuffed animals? Other knickknacks or furniture? Anything else noticeable or out of place?]

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[Nope! Everything seems fine here.]

[theycallhimmrpchan]

[He's still looking under the bed for anything to pull out, but he's poking his head out to check on the progress of the humans]

Oin?

[enter_the_darkness]

[ Excuse u they're not ALL human, here.

But also he's glancing over. ]

Finding anything?

[theycallhimmrpchan]

[He shook his head before crawling out]

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[There's nothing under the bed except dust.]

[theycallhimmrpchan]

Biii-Choo!

[rosebridled]

Gesundheit.

[theycallhimmrpchan]

Kwee!