Sixth.

[trustfellows]

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?

Comments

[bloodisthicker]

[... he's going to look more closely at those teacups first. Is there anything suspicious about the tea?]

[trustfellows]

[Surprisingly, no! The tea seems totally fine in both cups. You should be able to tell that it's Versaille lavender tea, though.]

[bloodisthicker]

[yep, because man, does it ever make his hair smell good.

...actually he's going to take a look in the teapot, too, just for insurance's sake]

[trustfellows]

[Probably a good idea, but there's nothing off about the tea in here either!]

[bloodisthicker]

[WELP, unless Rin asks him for moral support he's probably just gonna keep poking around even though the AREA CLEAR comment says he won't find anything!]

[trustfellows]

[Fair enough! Good luck, Tarrlok!!]