First.

[trustmods]

Most of the week has come and gone in relative peace; it's an uneasy peace, but the fact is that it exists, and sometimes that's the most one can ask for. Friday dawns like the rest of the week before it – the clock chimes the hour at seven, the doors to the kitchen and the mail room unlock and swing partially ajar of their own volition, and the building is quiet. Perhaps this week has passed relatively painlessly, and no one's decided to find out what your captor means by that last rule of his; perhaps the communal lifestyle has remained undisturbed, whether due to the lack of threat to everyone's well-being from any sort of outside source or just because no one sees a reason to push their luck. Or perhaps somebody decided to be a damn overachiever and take some initiative. Only one way to find out, isn't there? >Explore?

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[hashtagafreakingghost]

Oh my God oh my God oh my GOD, he's d-dead- Asuka, h-he's- Ken's dead--

[...There's a visible pair of scissors in her uniform pocket. Two pairs, actually.]

[midnightsea]

Will you stop that infernal panicking?!

[ash i'm sorry]

Why on earth are you carrying scissors--no, I don't actually care. Give me those.

[hashtagafreakingghost]

[that's not helping

she just flinches back and holds her hand over both pairs of scissors with trembling hands.]

B- but it's a body a--

[midnightsea]

[WOMAN HE IS NOT HERE FOR THIS]

Do you want to get him down or not? I don't have the luxury of time or patience for your screaming, so just hand me the scissors and get out if running is what you would prefer to do.

[hashtagafreakingghost]

[He. He's right. And she's not very happy about that, still scared out of her mind, but. Slowly, she hands out a pair to Dio, blade first; it's the ones she got from the vending machine, the smaller pair. Comb scissors, but still sharp.

The ones she found in the storage room, with Kaneki-- well. They're remaining in her pocket.]

[perpend]

We don't need to cut him down, we can use the pully that strung him up in the first place.

[crimsonchin]

The pulley? So we can just lower him, then..?

[perpend]

It looks that way.

Someone was a bit crafty-- at least this way we won't accidentally hurt Kaneki more.

[crimsonchin]

Good. Let's not make this any harder than it has to be.

[perpend]

How.... how horrible.

[He didn't think any of them actually had it in them.]

[nankurunaisa]

H-hurry! M-maybe...

[Those who know Hibiki would probably know she's about to say "maybe he's still alive," but that looks...looks sick. She's fighting back tears and trying not to let the sick feeling in her stomach get the best in her.

This wasn't supposed to happen, this...this is all too much.]

[crimsonchin]

No chance in hell.

[becauseicould]

What the hell is going on over he--

[That announcement definitely doesn't bode well with Undyne, and she's a little out of breath from bolting over here, but she needs to know what the...hell...happened...

She looks around at the people first, and then looks up to see it. ...Oh. Oh god of all of the people to end up dead, it's him? ...She's disgusted as hell, if the way she goes rigid is anything to go by.]

...Disgusting. Utterly disgusting...

[perpend]

He... he was just a kid, dammit!

[They'll find the person who did this.

They have to.]

[becauseicould]

...Let's find the one who did this.

And let's make sure they don't get a free pass out of here.

[They have to do something. They can't just let this person get away with killing someone like him.]

[perpend]

[He nods, looking resolute.]

We'll find his killer.

[He doesn't know how, just that they have to do it.]

Maybe we can find a way to... make sure they don't hurt anyone else.

[icysemblance]

It's absolutely awful, and more than a little unreal.

[perpend]

I didn't think anyone here had it in them.

[icysemblance]

I really didn't, either.

[...but clearly, someone did.]

I just don't get why.

[crimsonchin]

I know he is. We have to figure out who did it right now, though, Ashley.

[ And how they did it, too, because there's no way hanging from the chandelier can be the goddamn cause of death, can it..? That's just not feasible. ]

We're dealing with a sick fuck, here. Killing him and making a goddamn show out of it...

[hashtagafreakingghost]

[Here she is, she's doing it again, freaking the fuck out and yeah it's definitely warranted, but she would really like to stop.]

Y- th-there's a murderer a- sick, horrible- oh nononono, ohhh. [Deep breath come the fuck on.] I knew this would happen, I- oh. Okay. Okay, ohhh.

[She's trying not to...get in the way right now anymore.]

[crimsonchin]

It was just a matter of time. ...I know you're frightened. We can cry about it later. After we beat the shit out of whoever did this.

[ Ken was a wimp. He didn't deserve this, though. ]

[hashtagafreakingghost]

C- can I stick with you? Please? Please? I- I don't think I can be in this room anymore.

[crimsonchin]

Yeah.

[ Asuka may not show it on her face, affixed in that permanent scowl, but...she needs to get the fuck out of here, too. The longer she sees his body hanging up, strung from the chandelier, the more she sees...

She doesn't want to think about it. She turns and leaves, disgusted, feeling disgusting... ]

Let's go.