Final Investigation

[airlockedmods]

[It's been about 24 hours since CT was killed. Blaze has made no other moves, and his robots are mysteriously absent.

In fact, it's almost too quiet.

But then there's a note in Pyrrha's PIP that...she didn't write.]

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[neverheardofhim]

[Let's turn this frying pan into a drying killing pan.

Meaning he's ready to go with a weapon in hand.]

Anyone want to go first. Otherwise, I'm happy to.

[tokencanadian]

[Pyrrha's wearing a certain Luminary Knight's chestplate it's the only part that fits her enough and brought along Scraggly's metal broom as always. She's gotten rather good at using it.]

I... suppose if you want.

[She could volunteer but nnnn peer pressure.]

[empathiser]

[Here comes Will with what... looks like an empty bottle of whiskey. To be fair, it would hurt if he hit you with it. He's also just going to immediately rifle through the drawers for other things that could be used as a weapon, seeing as Varric seems to have the door situation down.

Oh look. A rolling pin.]

[neverheardofhim]

You got it.

[It's probably a bad idea to put on something that might hinder his sight, but for the sake of symbology, Varric doesn't really care. He tugs on CTs helmet. It's... made of a resin that probably won't protect him very much, but he still wants part of Connie to be there with him.

Anyway.

Down he descends, as quiet as he can manage. Does he make it to the floor intact, and if so, what will he find in the bay?

[airlockedmods]

[Congratulations, Mr. Rogue! You make it to the bottom perfectly intact.

Since there's no technology or any kind of HUD in the helmet, just two eyeholes, the helmet does indeed cut off his peripheral vision pretty hard. But what he can see, there's the trial circle and the ship looming over it. The hatch on the side of the ship is open, and there are no robots milling around.]

[neverheardofhim]

[That's certainly a good sign.

He leans back toward the ladder and looks up to the top, motioning for the rest of the squad to follow.]

[rickdiculous]

Oh, oh, look at him. Big guy. Leading the way. Except he's tiny so it - it doesn't work.

[bored but kinda just following.]

[neverheardofhim]

What happened to this being a trap, Old man?

[rickdiculous]

Bored.

[neverheardofhim]

Well, if you could pick up something to defend yourself and the others with in your infinite boredom, that would be wonderful.

[empathiser]

[Alrighty, Varric. Took one for the team.

Will's climbing down, once Varric gives them the all clear. Time to explore?]

[helladoptera]

[ LET'S GO THEN...

Max has her camera, and also a kitchen weapon or something. It's fine. ]

[tokencanadian]

[LETS DO THIS and try not to die please and thank you.

Pyrrha will basically be watching everyone's backs. And fronts. she's watching everything.]

[andneversaydie]

[here she comes. Equipped with a frying pan and a pot helmet. Not that kind of pot.]

1/2

[airlockedmods]

[Not so fast tiny.

A metal hand grips Mozu's arm, hard, just as she turns to go down the ladder, and a robot pulls her back from the hole, its eyes blazing bright red.]

2/2

[thecounselor]

[Before it can sound an alarm, however, its eye lights flicker and bright blue electricity crackles across its body. Its hand lets go before she can feel more than a slight tingle, and the robot hits the floor.

Dr. Price stands behind it with the same pronged electricity gun that he carried with him during the invasion.

Unfortunately, given the way that the electricity dims and he tosses it aside, it's out of charge.]

Are you hurt, Miss Mozu?

[andneversaydie]

[...YIKES well she did swing the frying pan at the robot practically instinctively, but presumably it's not gonna connect with Price...]

...N-no, I'm alright. Just... a little tingly.

[thecounselor]

[Luckily the spark gun could be fired from a distance so he's out of range.]

I apologize for the static.

Shall we?

[He gestures for her to go first.]

[andneversaydie]

Yeah, of course.

[...she does kind of go a bit sideways, though, just to keep an eye on him. it's been a long set of weeks okay.]

[power_of_dominance]

[Soma's about to follow Mozu when he sees the robot and then Price. Huh, so their illustrious Counselor seems to be helping them.

Still, those vampire eyes are watching you, Price. Mess with the others and you're gonna get bitten.]

[thecounselor]

[He meets Soma's eyes and nods.

Let's go.]

[power_of_dominance]

[Soma gestures for Price to go first, though there's no mocking bow or anything else sarcastic going with it. He just doesn't fully trust the man, even after Price saved Mozu.

As for weapons, he doesn't need any. Even with his powers all but sealed and his physical prowess dampened, beating Akande has proved that he's formidable with just his fists.

And if Price tries anything? Soma will kick him off the ladder.]

[thecounselor]

[Price is definitely content not to bring up the rear. With the spark gun rendered ineffective, he seems to not be armed, but he descends the ladder anyway.]

[power_of_dominance]

... decided to throw in your lot with us, Counselor?

[My, that tone is so dry it's brutal.]

Even though we're a bunch of criminals?

[thecounselor]

I believe that I have endeavored to treat you as patients, not criminals.

[Another rung of the ladder, another careful step. My, but his tone is caustic.]

But I would like to not die as much of the rest of you.