Second.

[trustharder]

Friday dawns fairly quietly this week; unlike last week, there's no blood splashed around the hallway, and there's very little that seems amiss at first glance. It's almost enough to make one think that nothing happened last night – that maybe the incentive was ignored, that maybe rational-minded camaraderie may have won out over the desire to escape the Vault. That impression will last you until somebody decides to head upstairs. They won't get past the stairwell without noticing that something is definitely amiss - while there notably does not appear to be a body, that doesn't mean that something isn't there regardless. You might want to check that out. Just saying. >Explore?

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STAIRWELL

[trustharder]

[cherryblooded]

[Well, he's here, and he's one of the few people to know what a pearl looks like on sight, so he guesses he's as good as any to investigate?]

Suppose the doctor won't be helping as much today...

[Let's take a look at these pieces. How big are they?]

[trustharder]

[They're fairly big chunks, pieces you could easily pick up if you wanted to.]

[cherryblooded]

[Alright then. He does just that - anything to note about the pieces themselves? Anything that got on them in the middle of a fight?]

[trustharder]

[Looks like Mouri's on it!]

[amygdalae]

[He's certainly no expert in alien biology, much less one that doesn't leave a body of any sort.

Bruce is still kind of... trying to take all of this in (at least now he can be sure she's dead, considering the Kingmaker's announcement) but since he is here, might as well try to help out somehow.]

[ratingspoint]

[...Well, fortunately there's someone else in this stairwell who has a vague understanding of...whatever the hell is happening here. It's not perfect, but it's something.]

We shouldn't just leave that there.

[And that's...surprisingly blunt and there's very little behind it, but at the very least he's trying. Maybe he's just wigged out, it's a little hard to tell with him.]

Once they're done investigating the pieces themselves, we should take...her with us.

[amygdalae]

...no, we shouldn't leave things like this.

[Aside from the obvious safety issues, it's just... well, rude. If this is all truly her, then well...]

I'll go to the storage room to get something to sweep all of this up and put it all in one place.

[ratingspoint]

...Go ahead, sweetheart. I'll stay with her until then.

[amygdalae]

Thank you, Mettaton.

[Just give him a few minutes. He'll be back, and then they can do all of this properly.]

Re: STAIRWELL

[sleepingkogoro]

[That was...Pearl? The one that suggested aliens were the culprits of the actual murdergame?

Well damn it! All that is left are cracked rocks. This is a problem]

Damn it...there is no body now. How are we supposed to find a cause of death or any clues related to that without a body...?

[For that reason Mouri is going to try to see anything that could be among Pearl's remains, as respectfully as possible]

[trustharder]

[There is something! There are fibers on the pieces of pearl.]

[sleepingkogoro]

[Well this is already going better than the first investigation!]

Huh!

[Mouri carefully takes some of the fibers to look closely at them. What do they look like?]

[trustharder]

[They're not particularly interesting fibers, but they do appear to be white...ish? It's kind of hard to tell.]

[cherryblooded]

[Are we talking like clothing fibers? Because 'fiber' is a pretty vague word that includes things like hair, and muscle fibers, and wires...]

[trustharder]

[They're clothing fibers!]

[sleepingkogoro]

I see! Fibers. It will be a good idea to check the sewing room later.

[And so he will and will find nothing because no top tier for the sewing room = no clues. Too bad.

But for now he's just storing a few of those fibers in a handkerchief to take them to the trial. Time to continue.

Mouri walks up and down the stairs as if trying to see anything the culprit or the victim may have dropped other than the sledgehammer]

[captainobnoxious]

[Well, this is the easiest place to search, and Sigrun's going to be heading back downstairs anyway to wake any unfortunates who might've slept through the alarm and announcement, so what's up here?

Besides all the pretty stones.]

[trustharder]

[There sure are some pretty stones... and not too far away is a sledgehammer. So that might be important.]

[captainobnoxious]

[........................]

Well, that might be important.

[Sigrun's going to pick it up and swing it a little, testing its weight and missing her own gun and dagger. But this would definitely take out a few trolls. Maybe she'll keep it.

Anything else?]

[trustharder]

[It's pretty heavy, but you shouldn't have any problems picking it up. More importantly, there's dust on it, like it was used recently.]

[captainobnoxious]

[Just how she likes it tbh. This thing is definitely staying hers.

... Though she has no idea what this dust could be, so she's going to lick it. What's it taste like.]

[amygdalae]

[Bruce is honestly still kind of in a daze from broken gem = dead alien?? so he's sort of coming back down to take a moment. And maybe find something to deal with all the fragments later... they can't exactly leave things like that, after all.

As he comes down though he sees Sigrun and... what she has.]

Captain Eide?

[captainobnoxious]

[... Hopefully he didn't come to her licking it, because either way her tongue's going back in her mouth.]

Doctor! I've got a good nose for weapons, apparently, because there's dust on this one that tastes just like rock.

[please don't inquire.]

AREA CLEAR

[trustharder]