AL-2955 (
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cradleproject2016-06-17 10:24 am
WEEK TWO - Investigation
| the pygmalion. . . ONLINE ![]() CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (2) |
friday (?) survivors ![]() Friday comes again, but this time it's much more gentle. There are no songs ousting you from your rooms, no — instead, you are allowed to sleep however long you would like as long as it does not breach any rules. If you attempt to open your datapad, however, you will be greeted with a video and accompanying music, of a different sort of persuasion from the music played previously — this one is not a jangly easy listening style tune, but rather a haunting and dreamlike elegy. Turning off your datapad will make the video disappear, but restarting the datapad will only bring the video back up again. Despite this, nothing out of the ordinary seems to occur. You have lunch, wander the garden, and have a drink with the companions you have made in the past two weeks. Soon, mid-afternoon comes. ENTER COMMAND_ |



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--There's something else here.
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What is it, Marinette?
[more clues? thanks robots for taking your time getting here so we can crime scene hunt.]
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Marinette will find a small piece of metal about the size of her hand. If any of them are familiar with Japan or ninjas or weaboos, they'll recognize that it's shaped like a kunai, though it's much smaller and appears to be decorative as the edges are blunt.]
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rhys is going to look over at what marinette's picking up when grell takes the shoes and his eyebrows shoot up in surprise. ]
Hey, that's a... thing. That's an anime thing. An anime dagger. Or... it's supposed to be? Looks fake. Let me try --
[ and rhys is going to be a Fucking Idiot and just grab the kunai from marinette and demonstrate by trying to slice open his flesh palm. impulse control, haha. what's that? ]
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[and that's about as far as she gets before Rhys TRIES TO CUT HIMSELF]
---Monsieur Rhys! What are you doing?!
[she's going to try to snatch it back]
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Marinette goes for the dagger, Grell's hand shoots out really fast for Rhys' wrist. don't bleed near the corpse or they'll have to explain why Rhys' blood is mixed with that of the dead and the robot.
if her grab lands, he can note that while it's a secure hold, it's actually not tight enough to injure in any way.]
Ku...what?
[never mind.]
Those automatons could be here any minute. We don't have much time left, I'd think, before they come to collect up whatever we found. So if there's anything left you think we should check...
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See.
[ then he's just going to raise an eyebrow at grell's hand on his wrist before going back to business. look at him, all on track and stuff. his eye lights up again and he'll take a glance around the room otherwise, giving a small frown. ]
I don't... think so. Garbage pile, dead body, dead robot, note in the blood, bloody shoes, fake knife. Looks like he fell from up there -- or was pushed, crushed by the robot? I don't know, need more information but looks like we'll be doing that tomorrow.
[ a pause and -- ]
Wait, let me take a picture.
[ he'll pull away from grell then and gesture for her and marinette to go away before his eye gives a quiet whirr and from what rhys said, he's taking pictures of the crime scene, the evidence, and especially that note in the blood now. ]
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You're tampering with the evidence! [even if he didn't get hurt! WHY DID SHE GET STUCK WITH THIS MORON WHAT DID SHE DO TO DESERVE THIS]
[At least he's doing something useful, but she's going to take a closer look at the shoes and the kunai when he's finished taking pictures of them]
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[see: the smeared bloodstains and the matching blood on his thousand dollar shoes. but she'll move away with Marinette, staring at what Rhys is doing for a solid moment before she realizes that the expression she's wearing is akin to a child being shown a magic trick and then tears her eyes away.
instead, she's going to go to priority number 2.]
...Are you alright, Marinette?
[she'd offer to get you tea if all the tea wasn't...in this room. the murder room. where the murder is.]