sixth victim

[airlockedmods]

[At 7 AM on Friday, the mini-maps that allow the teleporter to be used all turn back on. Like any other time that the status quo has been abruptly restored at the end of the week, there's something ominous about it all the same. Especially on the fourth floor.]

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[airlockedmods]

[Yup, it's a pen.

The drawer of the nightstand is slightly ajar.]

[kingshaming]

[What you mean this pen wasn't a secret detonator? He peeks in there. Please don't be his goofy boxers]

[airlockedmods]

[the goofy boxers are spring-loaded to explode out and shower anyone who opens the-

no there's no shorts in here.

There is, however, a pill bottle and a notebook.]

[kingshaming]

[FUCK YEAH HE FOUND BOLT'S E STASH

I mean he'll take a look at the label?]

[airlockedmods]

[Bolton wished he had his E stash-

I mean, it's a prescription bottle that says Lactase Enzyme.]

[kingshaming]

[...again, fuck if Xander knows what this is. He doubts it'll matter too much in the case- but since he doesn't have his sketchbook with him he'll write the word on his un-tattered hand with the pen.

He told Jamie he wouldn't disturb more then he had to, after all.

Notebook then?]

[airlockedmods]

[The notebook is full from cover to cover with neat cursive.]

[kingshaming]

[...did Xander write this in his sleep? He will peek at the first page, but he's worried this might be like, a diary]

[airlockedmods]

Day 15

At least, I think it's day 15. Cece's been nice enough to keep track of whether it's supposed to be day or night, but I was just a little preoccupied with keeping Jamie from hurting himself and like a dumbass forgot to make tally marks or something.

Anyway, if I'm right we've been alone for about two weeks now, and I've started trying to move some things into my room. Some things it just hurts J more to be around every day. Sorry, M.

[Sure as fuck looks like you found a diary.]

[kingshaming]

M...

[He had suspected, once, that the Overseers were former Champions. Now that suspision is coming back all the stronger. And if not that, they at least they weren't always just two.

He considers putting it down. Or giving it to Jamie- which he will, later. But for now:]

Seems I can not stop desecrating you, Bolton. Add one more to the pile that you can repay me for later...

[He flips to the last page]

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Day 379

Woke up this morning to find a new PIP on my arm, which is pretty alarming since the old one was just fine and you'd think J and I would have woken up if they decided to upgrade our hardware.

What are the Benefactors planning? I didn't even know they were still watching. Whatever it is, I have to do whatever it takes to protect J. He hasn't stopped shaking all day, and I don't blame him.

[It also appears that there's something written on the inside of the back cover.]

[kingshaming]

[Over a year... gods.

He checks the new writing]

[airlockedmods]

[This was written with great prejudice, scratched angrily into the cardboard backing.]

"Produce an Ultimate Champion from this new group and you and the Champion Landscape Artist will be allowed to leave the ship and return to your home worlds, on the condition that the Champion Landscape Artist never be told of this arrangement. Breach this condition and the contract will be rendered null and void, resulting in both of you remaining on the station indefinitely. Best of luck, Champion Barista. -EP"

FUCK YOU
If it gets J home...
God I'm sorry.

[kingshaming]

EP

[He hisses the letters under his breath, then tucks the book in his shirt for now.

He's guessing the trunk is locked, but he'll check.]

[airlockedmods]

[Super Locked.]

[kingshaming]

[Not surprising. The dumbwaiter have any glitter round traps goodies?]

[airlockedmods]

[Actually, there's a box of condoms.

...Other than that, no.

There is, however, a closet.]

[kingshaming]

[That was next on the list! THIS is where the boxers are hidden!!]

[airlockedmods]

[Actually, this doesn't look like where he keeps his underoos.

In fact, this whole room doesn't look that lived-in at all.]

[cyan_maid]

[D8

Guess who's nosily reading over your shoulder]

[kingshaming]

[This close to him Jane can certainly feel him trembling with some kind of powerful emotion]

Jamie can't know about this, if at all possible...

[cyan_maid]

[She puts a hand on his shoulder to steady him. Compared to Xander, Jane may be tiny, but she is trying.]

...I won't breathe a word. Bolton had asked me to make sure Jamie made it through okay when...when we were up there. And just because Bolton is gone doesn't mean this might not still happen.

[We're not triggering bad end in Round 1]

[cyan_maid]

[Whatchu writing Xan - oh.]

It's medicine for lactose intolerance - erm, for when you can't have milk or dairy products without getting sick.

[kingshaming]

...ah, that would make sense. Bolton never... never took cream.

[cyan_maid]

He told me after he...had my coffee cake that it made him a little ill because of that. I'd made it taste like coffee by soaking the beans in milk.

[...Now she wishes she had another chance at baking him a cake. Dammit.]