Third.

[trustwellness]

This week has been difficult; between the death of Milla Maxwell and the fact that this motive seems to have hit several people far harder than the last, there's been an unmistakable tension in the air for the past several days. The week is coming to a close; it's been seven days since the last murder. If no one's moved as of this morning, time is becoming incredibly short before everyone's secrets are revealed. Either way, the morning dawns undeterred on Friday; the chimes ring out, signaling the hour, and the first and second floors seem clear. For some of you, that may be enough to ensure that you start your day normally; some of you, however, may wish to be a bit more thorough and check the third floor down, just to make sure everything really is all right. Maybe it is. Maybe it isn't. You won't know until you look. >Explore?

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[tsugomori]

[ ...Well then. He makes sure to take note of that. Someone sure forgot to return things to their proper place!! ]

[officerhops]

[THIS IS WEIRD...

Well, if there's nothing missing, she'll just write down that someone has been here, and they'd gone through all the cabinets and drawers looking for something they must not have been able to find.

Judy stays where she is on the counter, her ears swiveling this way and that as she looks across the rest of the Infirmary. Since she's got a higher vantage point, can she see anything at all from up here? Something dropped on the floor, maybe? Fingerprints, shoe prints, anything like that?]

[introspects]

[ Okay, we're just gonna take these anyway to make sure they're a match with the ones in the billiards room! Orihime removes her blazer and carefully picks up the shards, wrapping them inside. ]

[oyashiromama]

She was.

['Chiyuki is not a good woman.' The biggest lie she's ever heard. Screw that.]

...We will find whoever did this to her. That- that may not be a comfort entirely, but- we will.

[uncouthhatcher]

[Rounded........ Weird.

... he really doesn't want to touch chiyuki's pieces that feels wrong, okay, he's gonna check out the blast area again if there's nothing else of real note with these glass shards he's very responsibly putting in his jacket pocket.]

[trustwellness]

[Unfortunately no! It's a good attempt though.

...But while you're up here you've got a pretty good view of the refrigerator. No one's checked that yet!]

[trustwellness]

[It looks like there's more glass a bit further off - it's thinner in make, so it doesn't look like it came from the same thing. Want to look?]

[officerhops]

[WELL THEN That's where Judy will hop off to next! If there's nothing missing from here, maybe someone went through that instead.

Once Judy's made it over there, she'll check first to see if it's opened already. If not, she'll open it up herself, but you know.]

[feistytrader]

[If Kimbley had something to do with this, he's gonna kill him.

Is there anything else on the floor that isn't explosions or Chiyuki?]

[matchbreaker]

[ Bleeding from the corner here, Elda chimes in, ]

Yeah we are.

[uncouthhatcher]

[Oh, sure, let's fill the other pocket with glass, that won't be a mistake come trial time!

Can he make these glass shards into anything?]

[oyashiromama]

[...]

Elda. You're tracking blood. [It's...not hard to imagine what happened. Hanyuu walks over.] You really need to start wearing shoes, you know?

Come on. Let's get you bandaged up.

[officerwilde]

[WELL ALRIGHT THEN don't mind if he just takes that card in his hand and puts it in his pocket for the trial, then.]

[trustwellness]

[There's a broken cue stick near the table that doesn't seem to have been blown up; it's more like it's just snapped.

Several of the balls seem to have rolled or fallen off the table when it took damage, too; a few of them are broken or cracked.]

[trustwellness]

[It isn't! It's shut and there doesn't seem to be anything immediately off.

The refrigerator portion of this is actually perfectly fine - Elda's blood bags are untouched and nothing in here looks like it's been picked through.

...There's still the matter of the freezer up top, however.]

[matchbreaker]

[ Shoes are for squares.

Elda though - she's smirking, looking ... well, murderous. ]

Fine, but then I'm getting back to this. We're feeding this garbage to the monster.

[trustwellness]

[...Well, no, but you don't necessarily need to make it into something - there's a portion of it that's still intact enough for you to tell what it is. It looks like the stem and bottom portion of a cocktail glass, and there's some liquid still on and around it.]

[officerhops]

[...well, being an officer, Judy's not going to stop investigating until she's exhausted every place she needs to look...

So she'll leave the fridge portion open, actually, standing carefully on the edge of the inside so she can pull the freezer door open. Slowly.]

[feistytrader]

[From the other side of the room:]

There's a chemical smell in here. Don't put anything in your mouth.

[trustwellness]

[Good job, Judy, always being so careful!

Thankfully you won't find anything weird in here, just one missing cold pack. And with that you've gotten everything!]

AREA CLEAR

[trustwellness]

[uncouthhatcher]

[He's just about to touch it with his finger to do just that, but uh

.... no he's just gonna smell it. Does it smell like something he should taste anyway. He knows what alcohol smells like, alcohol's supposed to be in cocktail glasses.]

[feistytrader]

[Oh good, something to bring as evidence, and also possibly beat the culprit up with.

There isn't an explosion around here, but are there any shards of Chiyuki anyway?]

[officerhops]

[Can you blame her I legit thought ya'll were gonna have a body part or something in there.

But! Judy will write that down on her list. Assuming there's nothing else left for her to find, she'll shove the freezer door shut and hop down from the fridge so she can shut that too. Time to regroup with the others.]

Re: BILLIARDS ROOM

[modernmedicine]

[Five years late with Starbucks, let's take a look at the body. Besides explodey head, is anything else amiss?]