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Sixth.
This week has been a difficult one. Between the personnel change and the punishment, the week was already looking to be long; the incentive, however, is one of the harsher ones, adding a layer of hardship to the group that does nothing but compound the already-existing tension. And, as always, there's the ever-present threat of the timer. Friday morning dawns like the rest of the week before it; the clock chimes, the doors to the kitchen unlock, and there's a heavy silence that's settled over the building. There's no announcement from Jericho to awaken you, either; once again, this is something that's promising until it's thought about in slightly more depth. Of course, as soon as you leave your rooms and move toward the main portion of the Academy in the morning, it will become immediately obvious that something is horrifically wrong. Namely, there's a very distinct scent coming from the room with the incinerator; not to put too fine a point on it, but let's say that anyone who was in either the bar or the workshop last week will probably recognize it. ...Yeah. Explore? |
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[he carefully hits the off switch and turns around.]
Can someone go and get me some oven mitts? I think... that would be a good start.
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Here. You're taller than me, so you should probably do it.
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[he slips those inappropriately cute mitts on and ...kind of winces as he begins to open the thing.]
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Fun fact #2: crematoriums, on the other hand, burn between 1500-1800 degrees Fahrenheit in order to reduce a body to ash. (Bonus fact! It's not actually ash. It's dried bone fragments.)
...Okay, none of that was fun but it was factual and relevant to the situation at hand because oh god there is still what is very obviously a body in this incinerator, is what this comes down to.]
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OKAY. WOOF. UM. HE TURNS BACK...]
...well, there's... someone in there. I'm. Going to try and identify them...
[WHY CAN'T YOU FUCKS JUST STAB SOMEONE. LIKE. OH GOD IT PROBABLY SMELLS LIKE CHEMICALS AND BURNT FLESH IN THERE HORF IS THERE ANYTHING RECOGNIZABLE]
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...Ugh, this is horrible.]
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ARE YOU JUST GOING TO LEAVE THEM IN THERE OR]
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...no he'll probably reach in and gingerly pull the body out...]
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ISN'T THAT ENOUGH.
HE DRAWS THE LINE AT ACTUALLY USING HIS CLOTHES FOR HALF-CHARRED CORPSES.]
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That doesn't mean the body is unrecognizable, however, despite the severe burning; some of her clothes are still clinging to the body, and even if a fair amount of her hair has burned or blackened due to the incinerator doing its thing, there's at least enough left of it to see the original color of it - and not many people around here have light pink hair like that.
With that much identified, the rest will probably start to look familiar, despite the constriction and the seared flesh; it's obvious that she's been dead for a while - here's hoping it was before the burning happened. One way or another, however...
Estellise Sidos Heurassein is dead.]
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FUCK OKAY]
Right. Right. Of course.
[he takes a deep breath and steps back after setting her down. holy... shit.]
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[...She says, with Aligula covering her eyes.]
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...aaaaaaaaand back out into the hallway.]
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Holy shit.
Yuri's...here, isn't he...]
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Estelle... [Rin backs away when the body is laid out, and instinctively her hands fly to her face—she catches herself and halts the motion just in time.] This is seriously too much...
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Holy. Shit. ]
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...i mean aligula is super here for looking so. ]
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...She doesn't have to in general, but you know.]
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