WEEK 12 - INVESTIGATION

[al2955]

the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (12)

friday (?) survivors Friday comes with no corpses in sight yet. With Alice and most of the ship's power offline, there's no alarm to rouse you all from your sleep. You can choose to stay where you are or to leave it, but regardless, there is no longer a safe haven on this ship. taken list profiles setting rulebook ENTER COMMAND_

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[antagonize]

Still got my knife. Which is nice and all. But if our weapons end up sticking out of someone's gut, I'm going to strangle the son of a bitch until their eyes pop out.

[Chill. He needs to chill. Keep in mind the Nuwa AI called the aliens out, which makes the chances of this being the souvlaki general pretty damn high. He's standing up now, legs wobbly and using a counter as support. This does not bode well at all.

Now that he's on his feet, he will look over the kitchen once more to make sure nothing is off, but. But.]

We need to get moving. If there's been a murder, there's evidence to be found. Bodies. The usual.

[Goddamn it.]

[al2955]

[None of their weapons appear to be anyhwere in the kitchen or cafeteria, and nothing stands out much.]

[douchemag]

You're gonna have to get in line. [can his weak mage arms even strangle anyone the answer is no

but okay with the cafeteria apparently holding no clues, they can move on? Where to now, gang.]

[socloverit]

Having more than one knife between the three of us would be useful, though... [And on that note she's just casually taking the injection gun out of her pocket because half the point in being armed to the teeth all the time is being visibly so so no one fucks with her in the first place. She'll be sticking close to Judar since he's unarmed and she's not letting the shitty cat die goddamn it.

Anyway off we go, Clover's still dazed and hazy enough that she doesn't think far enough past "eugh Dorian's over there" to go "there's blood why is there blood who's dead over there" so probably Jason can shuttle them off to the medbay before Clover tries running off in that direction to get more sharp things tbh.]

[antagonize]

You can say that again. An injection gun and a knife don't have the firepower we need if we're dealing with our friendly neighborhood meat skewers.

[They're all dazed and gross right now, so they're (probably) excused for not reacting more to Jessie's corpse across the hallway. Jason will indeed shuttle them off to the medbay just to verify nobody has defiled this place again, but if there's nothing noteworthy there, he's dragging the gang towards the elevator.

What a mess.]