week 9 - wednesday

[productions]

murder manor week nine



wednesday

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[inthebones]

[A slight stiffening of her expression is all that betrays Susan's surprise as she spots the body. Without another word, she quickly steps to the woman's side and removes the cap and veil to see whether or not the Hostess was still conscious.]

Doris? Doris, are you --

[It's pretty clear that there's no point going further. She'll glance to the others.]

...The clock hasn't gone off. I suppose this doesn't actually count, but...

I feel we should still investigate.

[obsideo]

How can this even have happened? We saw what happened when Gundam tried.

[inthebones]

...Precisely.

There's only one person who could have killed her, isn't there?

[throe]

You mean the Mastermind?

[ She has a hard time lowering her voice right now, it is apparent she is not fond of big changes like this. ]

[obsideo]

[She leans down and tries to take a look at the gun.]

I think Susan's right. This doesn't look like the one Gundam had, does it?

[inthebones]

I mean the Muffin Man. Yes, I mean the Mastermind.

[She will gently try to maneuver the body to the floor..]

...It's not. Lithuania and I dismantled that one after Gundam pulled his stunt last Friday. And I don't think it can be one of the prizes, either.

[productions]

[It indeed does not. The gun is cool, but the barrel has gunpowder residue, as if it has been fired recently.

Doris is not conscious. She is clearly dead, and her body is cool as well; she has been dead for several hours. Beneath her veil you can finally see the face she's kept hidden. It is a lovely face, beautiful, even, though showing signs of age. Her expression is frightened, with tears dried on her cheeks.

At her side is a small purse.]

[inthebones]

[Susan gazes down at the dead woman's face, and for a moment, her own expression grows somber.]

...She knew it was coming.

She was complacent in all this, but I don't think she deserved this, either. It's almost like this was an execution - a punishment for having failed. Perhaps they held something over her as well.

[There is a pause before she glances down towards the body and begins to undo only the outermost layer of clothing so it's not quite as obscured. Where is the wound?]

[throe]

But why would the game runners let something like this happen in the first place? It's not like they can't prevent it somehow!

[ She can hardly look at the damage as it is and it's fairly clear she's panicking, she continues to remain a good fifteen feet away from the others. ]

[productions]

[As you're wondering this, the breakfast bell rings, cutting short your investigation.]

[inthebones]

[Whoops. Susan looks startled for a moment or two before standing.]

The rules are still in effect even without our Hostess...

Let's take the evidence to make sure it isn't tampered with.

[She gestures towards the gun and the bag.]

[obsideo]

Right. Who knows, this might even lead us to the Mastermind.

[She'll pick up the bag, careful not to disturb anything else.]