First Investigation

[airlockedmods]

[It's your second Friday in Starfield Penitentiary, and four people are already dead. But at least there's been no murder among your own number yet; you've been relatively united against the recent pirate threat.

This morning, though, it looks like there's some blood out in the main foyer area. Investigate?]

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[tenimuho]

[That's not a good sign.

Oda's up bright and early, and he immediately spots the blood when he leaves his cell. Does it seem to lead anywhere?]

[ebonyknight]

[Who the fuck left this blood? How much of it is there?]

[tokencanadian]

["relatively united" barring a few unforeseen... accidents. But Pyrrha was certain that there would be no murder, least of all for the amusement of their new captor. That's why, when she got up this morning, she hadn't expected anything to be out of the ordinary.

So of course, she spots the blood on the floor as she heads into the foyer. It immediately doesn't sit well with her, and she heads out further to investigate.]

[airlockedmods]

[It seems to be headed back towards the laundry room.]

[empathiser]

[Blood splatters that are notable are usually never a good thing. So...

Will's just going to look at that there blood. And he's going to start looking for any more. Is there anymore nearby?

[tenimuho]

[To the laundry room it is then. Maybe someone just hurt themselves and went to wash off their clothes?

...No, he can't even convince himself that's a possibility.]

Foyer

[power_of_dominance]

[Soma is in full grim mode before he even sees the blood. After Hamilton's death he silently went back to his cell and stayed there all night. Now, venturing out to make breakfast, he sees the blood in the foyer.

He stops, covers his face with his hands for a moment, and then starts to follow the trail with a leaden weight in his stomach.]

[tuskenlancer]

[ You can't be a whistleblower if you don't know the truth.

She stops short, eyes widening as she sees the blood. Is there any pattern to it? ]

[silverguitarhero]

[John soon joins him.] I hope dearly what we fear has not come to pass.

[tenimuho]

I'd like to hope that.

[But he can't, really.]

[airlockedmods]

[Well, there's definitely someone over by the washing machines! They're lying face-down in front of one, though, which is definitely not a traditional clothes-washing position.

Their general head area also looks to be surrounded by blood. We hate to ask this, but are you wearing shoes?]

[toomanybaseballs]

[Leon woke up late, and Oda wasn't there.]

[So guess who thought the worst when he saw the blood leading to the Laundry Room and followed it?]

[At least he can go in and confirm Oda's alive, but...]

[Also, mods? If the uniform has shoes, then Leon is wearing shoes. He kind of slept in his clothes last night.]

[tenimuho]

[Whatever shoes were provided with his uniform, he's wearing!

...also realistically, even if he were barefoot, he would rush over to them even with the blood on the floor and try to turn them face-up. Don't be dead. Don't be dead.]

[helladoptera]

[ Max is going to just... follow, silently, keeping behind Oda. She's a noncombatant, okay? ]

[andneversaydie]

...Why does this keep happening?

[WELL OKAY MOZU'S WEARING SHOES BUT FUCKING]

[pr159]

[ And joining this train... oh, lovely. ]

I have a suspicion that you're about to be disappointed.

[ How fresh does the trail look? ]

[tenimuho]

[HE'S AN EARLY RISER, SORRY, THEY'LL TALK ABOUT IT LATER]

[empathiser]

[This is a merry little laundry room trip, isn't it?

[ebonyknight]

... I knew it.

[Still. She's just going to stand in front of Mozu. Don't look, the giant has appeared.]

[toomanybaseballs]

[Dude, Leon can see it for himself.]

[The body, that is.]

[nightcure]

Yeah, doesn't look too good so far.

[tenimuho]

'I'd like to hope that' and 'I think it's actually likely that no one is dead' are different things.

[airlockedmods]

[It's not the blood, sweetheart, we don't care if you step in blood. But there's a crunching sound underfoot as you move that bodes ill for anybody who comes over here without foot protection.

As things are, though. The person's head lolls unnaturally as they're turned over, and the hair on one side of their head is matted with dried blood. Albel Nox is dead.]

[silverguitarhero]

[John is wearing shoes. Bare feet aren't good for wandering in. And his eyes widen at seeing all that blood.] This...why would airyone still listen?

[power_of_dominance]

[Soma comes up quietly behind her and rests a hand on her shoulder.]

Do you really want to see this...?