WEEK 6 - Investigation

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the pygmalion. . . ONLINE CAPTAIN'S LOG: WEEK (6)

friday (?) survivors Friday comes, and with it, another alarm. At 10:00 AM, a chaotic, dark song plays, more explicitly sinister in tone than previous alarms. As usual, it refuses to stop until you exit your room. The atmosphere seems to change as soon as you open your door, as if you have been left out of something cataclysmic; you feel compelled to explore. Tentatively, you leave your safe haven. taken list profiles setting rulebook ENTER COMMAND_

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[brooches]

[ Who the hell said not to tell Elizabeth? She's wondering who it is - the numbers dwindling, there can only be a set amount of people. She has to wonder, what was the two announcements for? An error?

Her findings in the garden proved curious, but she's not quite sure what issues would occur from it. It had to be... random, right? It's not until she comes across Dorian. God... she stops, freezing when he speaks: two deaths? ]

You're joking, Dorian. [ No, it was a stupid and childish thing to say. ] Miss Clover... oh my God. Who - who died...? Was it the victim and murderer?

[tevinteriscoming]

[Y i k e s.

No, okay, he can handle this. Maybe. Probably. Trying to keep his tone very even.]

The intended target was light; a contraption was set up that appears to have fired shots at Light and Clover, but he managed to shield her. Unfortunately, that contraption was still working when some of us ran in to investigate.

Unfortunately... [He's not made for this.] I'm afraid we've lost Hancock.

[brooches]

... Y.. You're lying. This isn't funny.

[ He survived last week. He trusted her. He lived his life to its questionable fullest and this is how he is rewarded? Dorian can pinpoint the moment the air escaped her lungs too quickly and the immediate swell of her eyes. There's a shake that follows and she feels her knees grow week. She stumbled back and catches herself on the frame of the door. ]

He can't be - Hancock was - he ... Take me to him!

[hatslinger]

[ Fiona will remember this.

She shoots Dorian a glare, even though she knows he technically didn't do anything wrong, and goes to Elizabeth's side. ]

Hey.. If you want to go see him, I'll go with you, okay?

[tevinteriscoming]

[Shooting her back a helpless look. What do you want him to do?

He's extremely relieved Fiona is taking the lead on this.]

Perhaps that would be for the best. Or, I can accompany both of you, if you'd like. [Please say no though???] I'm very sorry, I know that you were close. [Help.]

[brooches]

[ She feels dizzy, feeling a knot in her stomach. It's the same fear she felt when she saw Booker gunned down but here - Hancock was someone she had grown relatively close with. She can't be that childish to disbelieve him. Not when the seriousness in Dorian's expression is there.

If Fiona wasn't there, Elizabeth may have completely lost it.

It hurts to keep the tears contained, a few trickling and lost between blinks of her eyes. ]

D-Dorian, it's fine. You should tell the others...

[ :( She shifts her gaze to Fiona. ]

Please... I - [ The words choke. ] Say goodbye at the very least...