week 5 - wednesday & thursday

[productions]

murder manor week five



wednesday & thursday

18 players remaining.

This is a general mingle post. Please put your character's name, the time, and location in the subject heading of their comment. Players may also thread in logs, either posted to murdermanor or in a private locked journal post filtered to include productions.

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[productions]

[Inside, the room is dark. The room is messy, just as it was when her room was last inspected. Although some areas look neat, some areas are messy, with clothes thrown about the room in piles. A muddy shovel is left propped up near the door; the same one she uses when digging. On the desk are a few books and electricity and woodwork, as well as a notebook filled with musings on investigations and missing memories.

The rest of the room is in a terrible state. Her bedside table has been knocked askew with the contents fallen to the ground. A pocket knife is lying on the ground right next to the bed, and a few feathers from a ripped pillow are next to it. Farther away, a flower pot is lying on the ground, its contents - dirt and a sunflower - spilled, and the pot badly cracked.

The bed itself is unmade and tousled, and there is blood on the sheets.]

[balzams]

[Wow Susan it wasn't like that at all!]

I could never- !

[But he's stopped mid-sentence by the opening of the door. He'd never been into her room before, so he couldn't comment for the state of it but the moment he sees the blood on the sheets his face goes pale and his heart begins to race]

Th-that... Th-that's not...?

[inthebones]

[Susan calmly takes a few steps further into the room, subtly maneuvering herself in front of Latvia to obscure his view as much as possible. Whether or not he was 1000 years old, he certainly still acted like a child and she was inclined to treat him as such.]

It's blood.

...She must have struggled - Belarus isn't the type who could have been easily killed in her sleep. As I recall, she kept knives on her constantly.

[Not that she really believed Belarus was still alive. After a brief moment, Susan will step forward to pick up the pocket knife - was there any blood on it?]

[productions]

[No blood on it. As she approaches the bed, she'll catch the cloying smell of blood, vomit, and booze in the air.]

[balzams]

[As much as he tries he can't avert his gaze]

Y-yeah, that's right... She wouldn't be killed so easily...

[He starts trying to put the room back into somewhat of an order, picking up the things off the floor and putting the pot upright again]

I... I should probably go and look for her.

[inthebones]

[Susan takes a step back from the disgusting smell and tries not to gag. As Latvia approaches the bed, Susan will once again attempt to stop him.]

I can clean up here.

You know her best - go on and think of the places she's most likely to be.

[That said, she holds her breath and reaches down to sift through the sheets to see if there's anything noticeable besides blood. Alcohol and vomit - had Belarus drunk herself into a stupor? If she had, how was it that she had struggled so much?]

[productions]

[There is some vomit underneath one of the pillows.]

[balzams]

I think she'd probably be in the chapel, she often goes there...

[He diverts his attention from the bed and instead looks at the notebook on the desk. He contemplates opening it but decides against it with the hope that she might still be alive. It's not good to nose through other peoples things...]

[inthebones]

[She isn't quite sure how much longer she can stand the smell, but Susan will note the location of the vomit before carefully covering it back up, leaving it in the same position. No doubt others would want to investigate later.

Alcohol, now - were there any open bottles of spirits lying about the room?]

...She does tend to start off her days there, doesn't she? If she's anywhere at all, that seems most likely.

[productions]

[There aren't - in fact, most of the bottles in her liquor cabinet are empty. However, she did usually drink from a flask, and that can be found having slid somewhat under the bed. It is mostly empty as well.]

[balzams]

Yeah...

[He takes one last look at Susan and the rest of the room. Whatever happened here... he hopes that his gut reaction is wrong]

I'll go look for her.

[And he walks towards the door, his pace unusually fast and dashes out through the hallway]

[inthebones]

[Susan will nod as Latvia exits.]

Let us know if you find anything.

[...Said in the lack of anything better to say. They both knew perfectly well that Belarus was dead. Before Susan departs as well, she will pause and retrieve the flask, departing with both it and the pocket knife.]