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?

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[penduli]

[ WE'RE IN THE SAME BOAT, BUDDY, I DON'T KNOW SHIT ABOUT THEM EITHER.

But thank goodness, he had to read some really faint shit earlier this week and now he gets to make out almost too singed... oh.

well. ]

...Tarrlok and accident? [ ........... ] I wonder if that's referring to his [ uh ] fall. But why would it be in here if that was the case?

[ STRANGE SHIT, MAN. ...He's not pocketing these because he has skinny jeans so that'll probably ruin these poor scraps, he's smarter than this. :'| ]

[trustharder]

[GOOD MAN, BLACK. BE THE SMART ONE.

You're all done here unless you have other questions!]

[penduli]

[ nope, we're good! ]