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[trustwellness]

The past five days have come and gone, though exactly how easily they've done so is debatable; some have been trying to press onward in their optimism and faith that things will get better, while some seem convinced that things will only go downhill from here. However people have chosen to see it, though, clearly this week hasn't been all bad – after all, attempts at encouraging unity among the group seem to have been at least reasonably successful. ...Seem to have been. Friday dawns like the rest of the week before it – the clock chimes the hour at seven, the doors to the kitchen and the mail room unlock, and the building is quiet. It would seem that maybe the night passed reasonably quietly – were it not for the large red smears on the walls and floor of the southeastern side of the dormitory. It looks like somebody decided to be a damn overachiever and took some initiative of their own. >Explore?

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[plentyfriendly]

[Something like this isn't exactly easy to ignore, after all. She sees everyone else heading that way, might as well stay together.]

[trustwellness]

[Go forth and investigate, Judy.]

[oyashiromama]

[Her hand remains in the air, by surprise. She could say a lot, that the one at fault is whoever did this, that they don't know the severity (a joke), that he is just one man, but--]

...forgive my presumptions.

[That's all that comes out.]

[acherontiastyx]

[...literally right next door OKAY LIKE]

What's... going on in there, Doc?

[trustwellness]

[From the look of it, yes.]

[iaspis]

[Following behind closely because seriously, there's blood everywhere.]

What's happened?

[modernmedicine]

Someone decided to take up the challenge...

[trustwellness]

[There's someone lying on the bed. Not under the covers or anything, but on the bed.

Which isn't too weird for a dorm room, right? You might want to go try to wake her up.]

[modernmedicine]

With this amount of blood? Someone's - hopefully not dead. If they aren't, I can work on them, but I don't have high hopes.

[firstaid]

[Estelle opens her door to see all the people... and the blood...]

N-no, surely someone didn't...!

[She'll stand in her doorway in disbelief. Certainly not...]

[byday]

[There's a side-eye, before Bruce begins following the smears.]

I need to figure out who did this.

[elepe]

[Lusamine really regrets wearing heels at a time like this, but it takes a few moments to get down to where the stains seem concentrated.]

Ms. Ziegler. I take it that someone has...

[One moment, taking a breath.]

Someone has decided to do something hideous.

[modernmedicine]

Miss Adelina? It's Doctor Ziegler, I'm coming in.

[And she'll put a hand on her shoulder, assuming it's not a bloody mess, and even if it is...]

[modernmedicine]

They have, I'm afraid.

[introspects]

[ Right behind Estelle. ]

I...I can't believe it...

[acherontiastyx]

Like. Are we sure that's blood? I don't know, maybe she's just like me and thinks it sucks how quiet it is when the door's closed.

[oyashiromama]

[Well, she'll say nothing in response but follow too, filing this interaction away for later.]

[officerwilde]

[Well. Nick was awake for better or for worse and it looks like today, it was for worse.

He steps out of his room at the sound of commotion outside and notices Judy walk by looking a bit nervous, and when he sees where she's looking to... oh. Shit.

He's not sure entirely why but he grabs the bunny's shoulder and pulls her back, stopping her from going to see what happened.]

Wow... can't believe you're still alive, Carrots.

[His voice cracks a little bit as he says that, betraying the small tinge of fear he feels for what happened. Someone seriously did it, didn't they? They seriously did...]

[modernmedicine]

I don't think there's any doubt that it's blood. There wasn't any paint stored anywhere, and nothing in the laundry room would leave this color stains.

[firstaid]

[She wants to rush in, she wants to find out, but she can't... She can't move.

Certainly...

N-no...]

Inoue, no one killed anyone, right? Right? It's just to get us scared, right?

[neverheardofhim]

[Varric will put his faith in modern medicine, likely for the first time in his life (Thanks Mercy). Nevertheless, he peered around her, trying to ignore the quiver in his hands.]

[Not her. Anyone but her. She had someone to save, for Andraste's sake.]

[modernmedicine]

Orihime, Estellise, stay where you are for the moment, please. I don't want you seeing this.

[plentyfriendly]

Well? What's the diagnosis?

[Probably nothing good...]

[certaingiant]

Even not considering the difficulties of acquiring paint here, that would be in unbelievably poor taste.

So if you were considering decorating, don't use red.

[Do you want everyone to think someone died because you got bored, Guzma. Do you.]

[officerhops]

[Being pulled back surprises Judy to the point where she wheels on Nick, her paw reflexively reaching for fox repellent that...isn't there. When she sees it's just him, her ears fall back and then droop as she looks back over her shoulder.

People have begun crowding around the room where the blood led.]

That's Adelina's room. I have to go-

[Her voice is clipped, and after she says that she tries to pull away, ignoring Nick's quip for now.]