Fifth.

[trustharder]

The klaxons blare out early on Friday morning, as always. Depending on how late you were out at the party last night, they might not be very welcome, but at least it seems the Kingmaker isn't having any difficulties with them today. The Vault's setup has always been a bit unfortunate on Fridays – the fact that the view from the dorms is a straight shot down the corridor tends to make it completely and immediately obvious when something is wrong. It isn't blood this time; there are no large crimson stains splashed around the hallway or leading outward from one of the rooms. What is there, however, is a person lying on the floor near the stairwell. That doesn't bode well, does it. >Explore?

Comments

[garudynamic]

Maybe they were trying to hide some evidence on her? Or to distract her?

[He checks where the bleach burns start to try and see where it spilled from. Does it look like someone like, poured it on the top of her head or just like, directly on her face?

Basically if it was poured when she was standing up, or right on her face while she was already on the ground]

[trustharder]

[...if they'd mixed it with ammonia you'd be dead right now, just saying

chlorine gas doesn't play nice with people's lungs]

[trustharder]

[It looks like it was just straight-up dumped on her. She was facedown when found, though - not that Yosuke was here to see that.]

[garudynamic]

[Look man he's no chemist. Though that would be an hilarious way for all three of them to die]

[garudynamic]

[He checks through her hair more thoroughly- just to be sure there wasn't anything the attacker was trying to destroy with the bleach.

Look Lynne you're already a ginger, you didn't need to go lighter]

[trustharder]

[Nope!

Given that it's concentrated around her mouth mostly when it comes to her face, it might be possible that making her drink it was a thing, only she...obviously didn't drink it.

Weird.]

[garudynamic]

...

[Weird. He looks at her mouth and, sorry Lynne, around and up her nose too. If she inhaled it it'd have the same effect, after all]

[trustharder]

[There aren't any burns or anything, no.]

[garudynamic]

Huh.

[He's stumped on a cause of death. And all this water is really annoying. Shouldn't there be a drain or something in here?]

[trustharder]

[...Probably.

Either way, there's nothing else to find in here; good luck at the trial, guys, you're going to need it.]

AREA CLEAR

[trustharder]

[garudynamic]

[Lynne if you just straight up drowned in a few inches of water he will feel so bad]

[pokexplorer]

Strange...

[Colress falls silent for a moment, clearly thinking about something.]

I found some on a few of these bottles. [He motions to them. They're both on the stairs and near Tarrlok.] That is why I asked.

This will be something to keep in mind as we compile the evidence later.

[amygdalae]

Yeah. We'll keep in mind about that for later.

[And let's pretend Bruce is done as well, so...]

I'm going to... [Waves his glittered hand around a bit.] I'll try to see if I can transfer some of this into a bag for people to look at later.

[pokexplorer]

[With a nod,]

A fine idea. Perhaps it has turned up elsewhere upstairs.

[And with things wrapping up, Colress gazes up the stairwell, frowning.]

As awful as it sounds, I thought this would become easier to handle as the weeks went by. But instead, it is becoming more and more difficult... I just don't know what to make of it.

[amygdalae]

Nothing about this is easy.

[Or will get easier, really. Bruce has witness (and caused) countless deaths but it never gets better. (If it ever did, Bruce could never forgive himself, really.)]

We've already all known each other for a month now, more or less. As we... know more of each other, its not going to make dealing with this any better.