the mock investigation

[airlockedmods]

[The week at the space station has trickled by slowly. Friday morning after CECE awakens everyone with her usual cheery announcement over their PIPs it's dead quiet, the oppressive threat to their homes still lingering in the air. There's still hours to go before the deadline but will someone really have the guts to go through with it in such small quarters?

Or is the better question has someone already gone through with it?]

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[stitch_in_time]

That'd be the place to start, yeah. Pass me some of those gloves.

[He might not have an actual medical degree, but he's still the Doctor.]

[And like hell he actually trusts anyone else on this station in this moment.]

[semperperatus]

Yeah, here.

[There's a few pairs in the first aid kit, at least. After handing them over its time to look over the ex-McCree, carefully turning him to get a look at him. So.

Anything about the wound stand out?]

[stitch_in_time]

[Nine takes a moment to look over the rest of the body carefully. Any wounds besides the big obvious one?]

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[No other wounds, but it looks like his prosthetic hand is clenched around something.]

[stitch_in_time]

[Well that's probably nothing important, but better check it anyway.]

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[Gonna pry the metal fingers open?]

[stitch_in_time]

[As long as this fake arm's not gonna try strangling him the way the last one he looked at did. Metal'd probably hurt a lot more than plastic did.]

[airlockedmods]

[Nah, his metal arm's just that. An arm. It does have a cool-looking skull design on it, though.

The fingers come apart and reveal a small red bead in his palm.]

[stitch_in_time]

[Of the things he might've expected, that was pretty low on the list. What kind of bead are we talking here, glass, plastic, some kind of rock or crystal... and how small is small, exactly.]

[airlockedmods]

[It's pretty big for a bead - bigger than a pony bead. Also, it has a clip that splits it in half along a hinge on one side, like a little mouth.]

[stitch_in_time]

[Nine's gonna carefully open that, anything inside the 'mouth'?]

[airlockedmods]

[Nope. And nothing else in the hand, either.]

[stitch_in_time]

Huh.

[So, the world's bittiest hair clip, maybe.]

[If there's nothing else of note about the bead, he's gonna tuck it into the cuff of his unitard for safe keeping and very carefully try lifting the body to see if there's anything underneath.]

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[That's a lot of dead weight there buddy. The meat inside shifts when lifted and a small peek of intestine makes a break for freedom.

Anything you're looking for?]

[stitch_in_time]

[Something less gross, maybe.]

[Or whatever it was that Shadow heard snap when the body fell?]

[airlockedmods]

[Idk man probably a rib or a skull or maybe his neck or spine.]

[stitch_in_time]

[So is there anything unusual under the body besides all this milkshake.]

[airlockedmods]

[Nope, just a lot of milkshake. Jesse McCree brought several boys to the yard.]

[stitch_in_time]

[Okay, he's just gonna set the body back down carefully and do that thing where you close a corpse's eyes, if they're not already. Or rigor-mortis'd open, which would be pretty creepy.]

[See you, meme cowboy.]

[misplacedxsheath]

Hmm, he's holding something. With luck, he managed to grab something that will identify his attacker.

[stitch_in_time]

It's a bead. This ringin' any bells for you?

[misplacedxsheath]

Not that I can immediately recall, although I confess to not having paid overmuch attention to everybody here.

[airlockedmods]

[Mmm. Gross.

But also pretty straightforward, tearing straight through the champion jumpsuit and the body.]

[semperperatus]

[Hmm. That does beg another question, though.

Bracing himself so he doesn't collapse from the minor pain of his own Gaping Wound, Fin slowly gets down on his knees, puts his hands under the body and starts to roll it. Not all the way. Just enough to check.

Is there a hole in the back of him?]

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[Eeeeeyuuup. This hole goes all the way through.]