PROLOGUE ; INVESTIGATION

[themodsgrimm]

The Story Continues... PROLOGUE - WEEK 0??? Narrators Remain ; 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 your first investigation post! This time, as it is tutorial week, we will be posting toplevels for searchable locations; moving forward, you will post your own toplevels for locations you wish to searh. Evidence — or lack thereof — will be noted in these threads. We ask that group threads consist of no more than 3-4 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 Danielle (entrappings) and Britt (bloodthirstiest), as we will be taking point on this investigation! full navigation. locations taken (statuses) stories (profiles) info & faq wishing well private conversations

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[alttitude]

[ . . . . the other voices remind him that there's something else. Something else beyond this inherent drive to slam his fist and feet against the glass, as if that'll eventually get it to yield to his will.

He hears Souji, and he straightens. His brow furrows and he wonders silently when the nightmare will end. When will curfew truly break, and when will he meet Gi-gan for breakfast, draw up battle plans for escape from this place.

Jae-ha doesn't turn to Souji. Not yet.]

... must I?

[sanguinairy]

[There's a pause, one or two beats of thoughtful consideration, and then:]

You don't have to stay with me, but I think you should at least come.

[He doesn't intend to crowd Jae-ha right now or force himself to endure anyone's presence if he needs time to himself. He won't try any harder than that to make him leave Gi-gan, either - for now, this is the most he figures he can do.]

[alttitude]

[ . . . Jae-ha's lips settle into a small, fragile smile.]

... ah, because I'm making a scene, aren't I? And not a particularly beautiful one.

[Even if it's not what Souji intended - that is what Jae-ha hears. So he inhales and exhales just once more, before shaking his head.]

Then - don't worry about me, my friend.

[and with that, he will aim to leave.

grief is so very ugly.]

[sanguinairy]

[Souji won't hold him back from leaving, though his brow furrows a little. He doesn't know how to handle the kind of fragile he's seen in that smile; for now, he can only back down and wait and hope that Jae-ha doesn't do anything too damaging to himself in his upset.]