Eighth.

[trustharder]

Seven in the morning comes and goes as it always does – namely, loudly and a little obnoxiously, given the usual blaring of the klaxons. Today marks almost a full eight weeks since the Survivors awakened in the Vault; more than enough time for people to get used to how things tend to work around here on Fridays, and yet not so long that there isn't any hope that maybe (maybe) this Friday will be better. The first-floor corridor is generally quiet, in that it's free of blood; however, there are some scattered books in the hallway, near the library. Maybe it's nothing. Maybe it isn't. It might be good to make sure, though, right? >Explore?

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[trustharder]

[YOU CAN SEE SO MUCH FROM UP HERE but unfortunately you cannot see anything relevant to the case. Walking between the tables is slightly better, but you're still not going to find anything. So now what?]

[captainobnoxious]

[.............

Okay then. Well. So.

Uh. Anything taped under the tables?]

[trustharder]

[Not taped under, no, but there's definitely something under one of the tables! It's a piece of paper. How interesting!!!]

[captainobnoxious]

[Oh boy!!! Paper! She's really on a roll today! If the attempted murder wasn't clearly strangulation, she'd surely find the murder weapon this time!

Anything to be read on it?]

[trustharder]

[Too bad it wasn't attempted death by papercuts...

There is something written on it! The first thing you'll notice is that the handwriting is very neat and the second thing you'll notice is that the paper is on the topic of the other Survivors - it contains a list of all the titles and what they mean. It also includes the Kingmaker.]

[captainobnoxious]

[... Oh, wow. Huh. That's neat. So that's what some of these mean!

(Hers so definitely fits her. Mettaton's is fucking hilarious. And here she thought that it just meant he was, well, explosive!)

Won't even ask if she recognizes the handwriting, because she wouldn't be able to put a face to any of them and they've all shared their handwriting by now, so let's move on! Anything to do with the walls or ceiling?

Because yes, she'll look up this time.]

[trustharder]

[Well before you look up you'll probably notice that there's another piece of paper underneath a nearby table. Wow!! So much paper!!! What a great find!!!]

[captainobnoxious]

[Why is there so much paper she did not ask for this?? Why couldn't it have been attempted death by papercut.

Fine, what's on this one. She's just gonna be on her goddamn hands and knees for the rest of this investigation.]

[trustharder]

[This one is talking about what stuffed animals would suit everyone and it's in the same neat handwriting. How useful!!

And with that, you're all done in here! No more paper, thankfully!!]

[captainobnoxious]

[...... She's got a bad, bad feeling about this, because there's only one person she knows for sure who's doing the stuffed animals now, and she'll fold both papers together to tuck away.

It might be time to start steeling herself a little early.]