WEEK 3 - DAY 3

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murder manor week three



wednesday

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Phoebe Ashe | Amethyst Wing, Room 1 | 11AM

[throe]

[ But wait, there's someone else missing...

It's Rapture! Who, by now her house guests have most likely surmised, is sleeping soundly in her room for another hour before she takes the same amount of time to get ready. She hasn't heard the commotion at all this time, unlike the previous murder. The life of a rock star does not pause for a murder mansion, it seems.

That is, unless, someone bothers to wake her up. ]

[roadroller]

[Not at eleven, but if Rapture's not awake by the time Rin gets back from searching the pond she'll come looking.]

[throe]

[ Rapture has just woken up and she is weighing the pros and cons of what outfit she should wear today. Though, the door to her room is not open because she is without make-up and refuses to let anyone outside of her band witness such a moment.

She figures since she hasn't heard the clock yet (or so she thinks) that there's no real rush to get ready. ]

[roadroller]

[Rin actually didn't hear the chime either since she went all the way out to the back of the manor when she heard someone was missing, but she figures since people are obviously in clue-mode now, it's a fair assumption that he's dead. She didn't see her rocker friend though, so best to make sure she's okay. Knock! Knock!]

[throe]

Who is it?

[ She doesn't sound the least bit aggravated considering she woke up on her own, but she is curious as to why someone is knocking at her door. Could it be she missed the chime? Or...?

She makes note of the self-filling chloroform bottle on her desk. Just in case. ]

[roadroller]

It's Rin! ♪

[Silly Rapture, Chloroform doesn't work on robots! Though she is glad to hear her voice at least.]

You ok in there?

[throe]

[ She lets out a quiet sigh of relief. Glad to not be offed so early on the in game, especially by a robot. Still, she doesn't open the door just yet... only because she's not fully presentable. ]

Yeah. [ She starts getting dressed, perusing a nice fitted golden dress with black heels and gloves that lies in her wardrobe. It is alarming how casual she sounds as she puts on her stockings, almost as if it's a joke. ] Why do you ask? Did someone get "murdered"?

[roadroller]

So it seems. Dave Strider is missing, everyone's investigating! ♪

[throe]

Dave Strider?

[ She slips her dress on as she tries to remember who that is. She walks over to her album also lying on her desk. Taking a moment to flip through it, she lands on his card. ]

"Well trained in the art of ninja-tryhard..." the teenager with the sunglasses right?