First Investigation

[airlockedmods]

[It's been five days since the Champions woke up in the space station, and three days since Bolton's first incentive. And this morning, like the day of the incentive, Bolton is not in the library for his morning office hours. Unlike the day of the incentive, there is no breakfast being served either. The space station is still open for the champions' exploration, but there's something eerie about the suspension of routine, like unfinished business hanging in the air.

The Art Room door is ajar. Maybe someone's channeling their inner art student and pulling an all-nighter...?]

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[stitch_in_time]

[Yeah, that's about what he was afraid of.]

[He's just gonna close Chitanda's eyes, if they're not already. Where the heck is that sheet squad.]

[curdle]

[ HERE SHE COMES with it neatly folded into a big ol' square. When she sees even a tiny hint of what's going on, she squeezes her eyes shut and digs her nails into the sheet. ]

I brought -- I thought you might cover her, after... [ SHE DIDN'T THINK SHE WOULD BE LITERALLY NAKED THOUGH GOOD LORD ] Prithee, take it from my hands.

[ directed also at Jesus, who desperately needs to take the wheel rn ]

[humanitarianherbalist]

[The Griffin was originally going to use his wing to cover her up, but this works too. He's going to accept the sheet and start unfolding it.]

Thank you. [He glances over at the Doctor and Seth.] Are you finished with examining her, now?

[stitch_in_time]

Thank you.

[At Thomasin. And then, to the Griffin-]

Yeah, I- think we've learned all we're going to here.

[humanitarianherbalist]

Very well then. [He's just going to...spread that sheet over Chitanda's body. And then just stare for a while.] Is there somewhere we can place her?