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bellelurette2025-03-28 04:10 pm
lesmodsalouette) wrote in bellelurette2025-03-28 04:10 pm
INVESTIGATION III
Investigation
CLANG, CLANG, CLANGCLANGCLANG.
Your early morning begins with the infernal but familiar chime of dozens of grandfather clocks crying out in unison. Or does it? Let's rewind a little!
For those of you on the first floor of the castle the morning may begin just a few seconds earlier and it may sound more like BOOM!! - and who doesn't enjoy the ominous rumble of an explosion as their wake-up call? At least nothing seems to be immediately on fire this time.
Whether it is the boom or the clocks that wake you, you'll find that it is just past 5am and another Friday is upon you. While this may fill you with a sense of trepidation, you might still enjoy taking a quick look out the window. Every single flowering plant in the garden is in full bloom today, despite not even getting to the point of budding during the rest of the week. You don't remember spotting cherry trees out there before, but there they are. There's plum and apple, too, seemingly new saplings you don't remember from last night crowding the palace windows. You can only hope that this is a good omen for all things to come.
(( OOC: Comment to this entry with where your character is going in the morning. A mod response will let you know if there’s anything to be found there! The Investigation is a free-for-all until all bodies have been found.
Once the victim(s) have been identified, there will be an IC announcement, and mods will provide Investigation sub-headers for the relevant locations. Up to 3 characters are welcome to investigate under each header unless indicated otherwise. ))
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[ no. no no no no she can’t do this. (she has to) she doesn’t want to do this. (she has to)
she turns to hickey, her eyes wild with fear. she can barely find her voice, but somehow she manages to squeeze out: ]
Please… pick me up… I-I think— I think there’s— there’s someone—
[ she points to the hat, and the blood dripping down. ]
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Sure, though. He moves over to her and offers a hand. She can get up on his shoulders or something? How high up is this chandelier? ]
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can. can she reach out to at least dislodge the hat from the chandelier? or grab it? ]
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Now that it is in her hands, she's at a much better angle to spot what it is inside - after all, it is only half-obscured in the depth of even this most spacious hat.
This headwear and blonde hair go hand in hand - always have, for as long as Ayaka has been here. But this time, there is nothing comforting about the familiar blonde locks sticking out from the rim. Beautiful hair to surround a beautiful face, though it is ghastly pale now.
Ayaka is holding Sabo's hat. Within Sabo's hat, she is also holding Sabo's head - severed messily at the neck.
No longer will this man enlighten you with his meticulous research or keep you in line with his unflappable personality.
Sabo is dead. ]
cw dissociation
[ oh.
it’s sabo.
ayaka holds the hat in her hands, her eyes fixed on the man’s pale face, contrasted so deeply by the red of his blood.
feeling herself lose her connection with her body, ayaka feels like she’s drowning underwater, vision blurry and unable to breathe. ]
Put me down.
[ sabo’s dead. his vision of freedom dead with him. ]
Put me down!
[ she’s gripping the sides of the hat, as if she were locked in place. she knows she has to preserve the evidence she can’t drop him she musn’t drop him she can’t she musn’t she can’t she musn’t— ]
PUT ME DOWN!!!!
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Alright, alright, hold on.
[ He tries his best to keep his balance as he helps Ayaka back down onto the chair. He'll take the head from her too, if she needs both hands to climb down. It's... gross, and he doesn't look especially keen to handle a severed head, but she's clearly in a state. ]
We can put him over here for safe keeping until— [ they... find the rest of him? ] —later.
[ He gestures to the settee. Sabo will be nice and comfortable in death! ]
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hickey is right in assuming that she’s in a State, though, as she’s not responding to anything he is saying. ]
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[ He tries to catch her by the arm as she goes down, but it quickly becomes apparent that she's powered down mentally for the moment. Well then. ]
Right. Let's, um.
[ He... sets the head on the chair for now. A seat of honor for Sabo! He wipes off his hands on his pants and reaches to take Ayaka's hand again. If she'll let him, he'll lead her to the settee. ]
We don't need you sitting in the middle of this mess.