Fourth.

[trustfellows]

As the fourth week comes to a close and Friday morning dawns like the rest of the week before it, with the chiming of the clock and the doors to the kitchen unlocking, it seems, for a brief moment, that everything will be normal. For a given degee of "normal", anyway – perhaps some are on edge because there's a definite pattern that's been happening here, but for a few blissful moments, everything seems quiet. It doesn't last long; eventually, Jericho's voice can be heard over the public-address system. He doesn't sound as excitable as usual, though perhaps that can be explained away with the content of his message: "Hey. Just so you know, we've kind of got a problem this morning. Nothing catastrophic or anything, but you might want to get into the foyer so you know what's going on. We'll be waiting." You might want to go.

Comments

[trustfellows]

[Have fun, Elda!!]

[paralogical]

[ ... ah. No idea what they're supposed to do with a body like this, but this is the kind of thing best left to someone else.

Suoh lazily trails out of the room, not wanting to get involved. ]

[firstaid]

[Good to note. She’ll definitely bring that up because she imagines someone would have to be a good shot. If there’s nothing else there, Estelle will look at the crossbows themselves. Are they all accounted for (minus the one already missing)?]

[chessturner]

[You bet! Let's take a closer look!]

[brandnewday]

[Yeah, Rin would be totally proud of her. 'Look for stuff that might have been overlooked.' She'll be taking this bottle with her, thanks. Probably not for tonight.]

[trustfellows]

[It looks like there's some sort of particles in here that shouldn't be - like something may have been ground up and put in the glass at some point.

Exactly what is kind of a mystery, but there is definitely some weird particle residue happening here. Not a lot, but some.]

[trustfellows]

[Good call, Estelle. There's one missing, which means we're now missing two whole crossbows. Just what you wanted to find, right?]

AREA CLEAR

[trustfellows]

[heritrix]

[Rin was just talking to her about this arm the other day too. Sigrun said it was an old wound, but this doesn't look old. It's scarring up nicely, but it looks more recent aside from that, if I'm understanding this right? That's probably an incidental thing.

At Susan's insistence, Rin's going to get some gloves really quick, then come back to this to check out the gash proper. Long and deep, huh. It's probably a safe guess it was made on the inside of Sigrun's arm. Rin actually knows a fair bit about anatomy, so she's going to be doing a mental check of all the important veins and muscles that would have been cut into as she inspects it. Is it a clean cut?]

[trustfellows]

[There's one last thing to note about the pills, since it'll probably come up: they're barbiturates! Now you're free to go!]

AREA CLEAR

[trustfellows]

[brandnewday]

[Oh neat! She'll definitely look it up in the library since she's doing that whole 'try not to cause a shitstorm during a trial' thing these days. If not, there's always Susan.]

[heritrix]

Yeah, I'm on it.

[As a mage, you can kind of get away with not having them, but she probably should with this.]

[innocentloveholic]

[ .....Ah, well, that's great.

So much for her party buddy. ]

[trustfellows]

[It's incidental, yeah, and not related to solving!

That said, the cut itself is on the inside of her arm, and it's definitely clean and consistent with having been made by a knife or dagger of some sort. The sort of thing that was done in one go and without hesitation.

It also seems to have started from the portion of her forearm further from her wrist and worked up, as opposed to near her wrist and working down toward her elbow.]

[notaccurate]

[Luca's search hasn't turned up anything yet, so!]

Did you find sonething?

[paralogical]

[ He's not sure why he bothered coming out here to see this. Curiosity mostly, but this is a weird thing to see in the morning. Why is today weird? ]

[brandnewday]

Mm...someone's been messin' with the pills again.

[She's not sure if it's trial related? It might be a safe bet?]

I just wanted an antacid. Do you ever stop and wonder how it is exactly you're able to walk? 'Cause I sure as heck don't know I'm standin' right now.

[heritrix]

[That's a little unorthodox, isn't it? Hm.

Is there anything else worth noting about this arm, or is it okay to move on to checking Sigrun's pockets? Elda needs a key, it looks like.]

[trustfellows]

[You are not done with the body entirely, but you are good on the arm! Go ahead and get Elda Sigrun's key, it's in her pocket.]

[notaccurate]

Perseverance, mostly.

[But at least she can get some antacids?]

Hang onto that for the trial, alright?

[heritrix]

Uh, not yet. [Susan told her to get gloves, so she just got to checking out the arm.] It's probably in her pocket?

[She'll check that out really quick, and—]

Yeah, here it is.

[Here you go, Elda! One room key. Rin's face looks unsure for a moment, but then she easily passes it on.]

[matchbreaker]

[ Man that wouldn't been more efficient if she just waited in the first place. Either way, after a slight delay she's back! And she can open the door.

So let's step into what's hopefully not a room of crazy. ]

[matchbreaker]

Thanks.

[ that's what she says as she takes the key and nods, heading back down without incident. Let's do what she can... ]

[trustfellows]

[Two things will immediately catch your attention: there's something on the walls near the entrance of the room and there's something on the desk. Which one do you want to examine first?]