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trustharder) wrote in
trusthell2016-04-01 12:00 pm
Fifth.
| 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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[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]
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Look Lynne you're already a ginger, you didn't need to go lighter]
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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.]
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[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]
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[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?]
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Either way, there's nothing else to find in here; good luck at the trial, guys, you're going to need it.]
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