[CONTINUE] week 1 || act: investigate

[foundationmods]

[Everything is still, silent, and dark - just like it should be.

Thursday comes, and there is no angry captain waking you up, no crowd of people.

But there is still, undeniably...

a feeling of foreboding.

You know what this is.

One of your own...has perished.

At the hands of one of you.]

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PATH UNDER THE WATERFALL

[foundationmods]

[finalring]

[ nothing like being under the waterfall when you're an anxious mess ]

[lovecolored]

[ Marisa's going on some morning plant gathering trips today, so she heads out this way.

Oh, and someone is probably dead, she guesses. ]

Mornin'.

[foundationmods]

[Well.

The first thing they're going to see...Is someone lying face down on the path, in the mud.

...]

[lovecolored]

[ Okay. What's up with the area immediately around Ren? What can she poke at? ]

[foundationmods]

[Well, the first thing she'll notice is the mud around showing evidence of a struggle - Ren really didn't go easy into that good night. There's also evidence of Ren going down and never getting back up, by the way the mud looks.

However, there's something else, too - Ren's Gun, lying nearby.]

[lovecolored]

[ Oof. At least he smacked up whoever got to him.

With her Foundation-given knowledge of guns, she'll inspect it. She's not an expert, but she'll give it a shot.

Ba dum tshhh. ]

PATH LEADING TO THE WATERFALL PATH

[foundationmods]

[white_camellia]

[Let's check out the path to the path first, yes.]

[cw_suicide]

[yeah, sure. why not.

needs more caffeine tho]

BODY ANNOUNCEMENT

[foundationmods]

[Some time after everyone finishes their investigations, Undyne will finally come across everything too. And after taking a bit to look over the body herself, she will gather everyone outside of the inn.]

We have a situation here. One of your friends from the surface, Ren, was killed last night.

[She doesn't sound as angry as she did last week, but her voice is heavy nonetheless.]

You all need to stay in here today, while the guard handles the situation outside. So no leaving the Inn, got it?

[Characters will be left to their own devices for the day, but they will be locked to the Inn.

Please save speculation on the case for the trial tomorrow!]

[improbablenotimpossible]

[He got up, dog mask on - and once she's done with the announcement, he immediately turns around and goes back to his room - staring at Ren's empty bed]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[Immediately isn't fast enough for him to escape Karen's notice, apparently.]

Holmes-san?

[finalring]

Hey.

[ once he's settled down himself, sherlock will have someone knocking on his door, a cup of tea in one of his hands. ]

[dereban]

[Later on - Inaba decides to gather some courage to try and check up on Holmes; she knows that he was rooming with Ren, and considering the events of the week, especially the last Saturday and this Friday, she honestly can't entirely comprehend the feelings that he must be going through...

... even if she can sympathize with them.

Which is why she knocks on the door, plate of onigiri in hand. Since curry is definitely a heavier meal, and he might not be in the mood for something too heavy.]

...Holmes? May I come in?

[If she's shut out, she won't argue, but she's going to make an attempt, keeping her voice soft; kind.]

[dereban]

Ren...

[Inaba's voice is heavy with sadness and tension, hugging herself as if to make an attempt to reassure - even if he does come back, even if the world loops again, it doesn't give her levity, or make her feel any better; in fact, it just does the opposite.

Well -

Guess that means to do something as a distractor, as any thoughts about the potential future trial are pushed aside.

And that distractor happens to be going to the kitchen, seeing if she can do something - make something. Coffee and curry in his honor sounds good right about now.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

Do you need a hand?

[Karen can't imagine herself being the person other people want around when they need to be comforted, but she has to try.]

[justonezero]

Ren this time...

[He'd been looking around Snowdin, but now he's just going to sit on the corner of his bed quietly.]

[dereban]

[As ma'am other resident of this room, she'll actually come back to this with drink in one hand.]

Do you want a bed buddy?

[Being alone tonight would honestly kind of suck, although she's aware that there are two people who are currently on their own. But she doesn't know what she can do for them - if anything.]

[cw_suicide]

[when Dazai gets back from the investigation, he is...

immediately trying to make himself coffee.

except he's completely distracted. which probably is not great when you're handling hot liquids. so there's going to be a sharp curse and a hasty putting down of a mug before he drops it.]

[onemolife]

[ Sharp curses has him poking his head into the kitchen. He'll look at the mug, then scan over Dazai. ]

Just where is your mind wandering off to, hmm?

[ He can make a guess or two. Just going to move in closer to inspect his hands. ]

[homeecspacecop]

[...

Ren.]

That asshole!

[He hadn't heard the details, he doesn't care.

Should he go to the kitchen and just cook something until he stops wanting to put his fist through the wall? Yeah, probably, and he can feel the faint press of Drew's concern in the part of his mind that's theirs.

Instead, he goes back to his room and slams the door.]

[ugly_split_ends]

...Great.

[A long sigh, and she mutters something under her breath.]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[Well, Karen is in better shape than she was last week, at least.

Which doesn't mean she's getting much done today or anything, she's just kind of sitting in the lounge staring into space.]

once more...a thing

[whirlingmace]

[ A certain someone can be found once again sitting inside of the hotel. While she isn't openly crying this time, she is still sitting there with her knees drawn up and being quiet.

Looks like she won't be chattering this time... maybe they can try talking to her after trial. ]