Third.

[trustmods]

This week has been eventful for the lot of you, if a bit political for some; another resistance meeting, petitions everywhere, group dinners, and the new addition of a bunch of chickens to the group have ensured that at the very least, you've all had reason to keep busy. Of course, there's still that incentive to keep in mind, as well as the fact that there's been a murder every Friday since everyone arrived. Either way, the clock chimes in the morning, as it always does; the doors to the kitchen and the mail room unlock themselves, and all seems quiet. Thankfully, today the ballroom is blessedly corpse-free, as is the rest of the first floor. Maybe it would be good to move upstairs, though, just to make sure the rest of the Academy is likewise. >Explore?

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[midnightsea]

[ON TO THE BANDAGES INDEED]

[god forbid someone faff about in effectively his kitchen am i right]

[trustmods]

[DIO PLS

The bandages themselves are actually all accounted for! There's some missing medical tape though... and something else.]

[midnightsea]

[LOOK HE HAS CONTROL OVER VERY FEW THINGS HERE AND BY GOD HE'S GOING TO RUN A TIGHT FUCKING SHIP IN THIS ROOM]

[But never mind that. Let's just made a note of the medical tape and continue poking around to avoid considering that he may be experiencing human feelings. In other words, what else is out of place?]

[trustmods]

[Right, vampires don't have feelings!!

But congrats, you're now aware of a missing gauze pad as well!]

[midnightsea]

[...god damn it this is going to lead to another wound check]

[someday he's just gonna show up to a trial without a shirt ahead of time]

[trustmods]

[everyone would probably appreciate this tbh]