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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[becauseicould]

[Undyne can't bring herself to look at the body anymore--for all of her disdain of humans, she kind of wanted them all to leave. And he's one of the ones she wanted to die the least...

Well. While the other's look around the chandelier, Undyne's going to go around the room and see if there's anything else of note--something to give her an idea of if this was the place he died, or if this was just the display room.

Are there any splatters around the room, first off?]

[withabigsmile]

[You know what? That sounds like a good idea. Blue's going to join the fish lady in looking at you know. Not Kaneki...]

[becauseicould]

[Well, once it becomes clear that this mess seems to be little more than a horrifying rendition of show and tell, Undyne's going to turn around and finally see the one following her.]

Hey. Uh...are you going to be okay?

[...It's an attempt, at the very least? She doesn't really know what to ask.

Still, she's gonna keep walking--she doesn't want to see him again and she averts her gaze away to prevent that, but she's going to take a look by the piano to see if there's anything (other than the interesting rope work) unusual about it.

Underneath, first, just in case...]

[withabigsmile]

Probably!

[She's not dead after all. But her attempts at seeming any form of okay aren't really working today, so let's just check out that piano.]

[trustmods]

[What exactly are we checking out here, ladies?]

[becauseicould]

[Undyne's going to check under the piano for a weapon, just in case they decided to try and hide something underneath in hopes it wouldn't be found.]

[withabigsmile]

[...YOU DO THAT FISH LADY, why the hell didn't she go into another room, this was a mistake--]

[charcoalfeather]

[You want to talk about mistakes? How about with Rakka, who has just noticed that there's other people here that are doing other htings besides look at a dead body. Please let her hang with you guys.]

Umm, excuse me?

[trustmods]

[Nothing stashed under the piano, no!]

[trustmods]

[There's no major bloodspatter in the room itself; there are also no signs of a fight in here.]

[becauseicould]

[Well, that settles that then; this is just one hell of a show and tell.

The duo are off to the piano, then, to see if anything's up.]