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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[clearasmud]

Leather glove...

[ who...? if they went back to the kitchen and dug around a week's worth of stupid notes, maybe...

well, maybe somebody will be willing to claim it if she takes it with her to the trial.

...she never got to ask ashley what techniques she used to make all of those wonderful things. ]

Okay. Sewing. Someone comes in. Fright. Dead.

[ ...

Youko's going to sit on the floor, and see if she can see anything different from this eye-level if she takes a long, hard look at the room. ]

[trustmods]

[It looks like there was a fight in here, actually; there are quite a few chairs around the area the body's located that look more like they were kicked over or rolled into as opposed to used as weapons, and some of the tables have been moved like they may have been knocked into.

Essentially, there was a struggle in here and a lot of it was centered around where the body was found this morning.]

[clearasmud]

[ she doesn't want to keep going. she wants to stop. she wants to leave. but what if somebody else takes over and it's...

...let's take a look-see around the tables, just to see if anything important was knocked down and forgotten about. same goes for the chairs. ]

[trustmods]

[Well, there's the gun Asuka was looking at earlier, lying discarded not too far from the body. It's one of the Golden Guns from the machine.]

[clearasmud]

[ A Golden Gun, huh?

Youko sees no reason to try not to break down bawling any longer. Let's pick it up, try not to get it wet and take a look - starting with the chamber.

How many bullets left? ]

[trustmods]

[There are four still loaded.]

[clearasmud]

[ Youko doesn't know the significance of that, but she knows to hold onto the gun and memorize that particular fact!

is she done can she leave please let there be nothing else of note in this room besides poor Ashley ]

[trustmods]

[It's okay, Youko, there's nothing else that isn't on the body. You can go.]

[clearasmud]

[ oh thank god but

who can she cry to? no one.

she'll go back to her room and try and get as much of this as she can out before the trial. ]