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CHAPTER 3 ; INVESTIGATION
CHAPTER 3 - WEEK 3 The clock begins to chime, and on the first note, curfew lifts. Your doors swing open, whether you are ready or not. Leaving your room is a blur. The person you fell asleep beside — are they still there? Have they vanished? Were they ever there at all? You can't seem to recall clearly. What you are most aware of is the pervading sense of wrongness in the air, and how you can't hear anything but the chime of the clock. Even the sounds of your own voice and your own footsteps do not reach your ears. By the time the time the clock strikes nine, you know one thing to be true: blood has been spilt. Search the castle carefully — you wouldn't want to miss a single important detail, would you...? ![]() Welcome to this week's investigation post! This time, the mods will be providing top-levels for you to search. Please note the Locations page for your reference. Evidence — or lack thereof — will be noted in these threads. We ask that group threads consist of no more than 2-3 characters. After the discovery of the body (or bodies) and any pertinent evidence, an IC announcement concluding the investigation will go up. You are then free to make your own toplevels on this post for any threads you would like to have between the end of the investigation and the start of the trial. If you have any questions, please ask on our Discord server or ping us on plurk. Please direct pings to Britt ( Instructions on this week's investigation can be found in a pin in the General chat!
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she turns her back to him, begrudgingly content to let him go, but then he makes that final remark.
so she balls her hand into a fist and attempts to strike him across the face. ]
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That make you feel better?
[ His voice is level, eyes narrowed, smile wide. ]
I hope it did—
[ The tension eases from his brow, he makes no more effort to wipe at the blood that continues to drip from his nose. ]
Must be nice to get to have feelings, huh? Can't imagine what it's like to be able to grieve the way you want— glad I was able to give you that at least. But really, I'd rather you finish the job if you're going to intrude on private moments and demand someone accommodates your mourning. I'm not your punching bag, sweet cheeks and I sure as hell don't owe you shit— she was my friend, not you
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did that give her satisfaction? she can't say, but she's sure monika would be admonishing her for her rashness, her pointless show of violence... but of course, imagining her reaction won't bring her back. her eyes travel from zelos's bloody nose to the smear of red now on the knuckles of her gloves. her auditory sensors pick up his scornful words just fine, but he may as well be speaking another language for all she's concerned.
... she really shouldn't be making enemies at this point, but in all honesty, zelos is completely justified in shaming her for her actions. she wouldn't blame him if he wanted to kill her, too.
as if to reinforce her mechanical nature, she returns her attention to monika's still body in the casket before her, her movements stiff and uncanny. she has nothing left to say to him. ]
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Saying all of that didn't really make him feel better either.
But he didn't really expect it to anyway.
Anyway if Zelos lives through tomorrow I will be incredibly surprised. ]