Third.

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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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[oftheland]

[....OH, well then. ...hang on, there's some kind of confidentiality agreement on this, isn't there? Is he gonna get shit for reading someone else's mail...

...

actually wait, is it in an envelope]

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[OF COURSE IT IS, GIOVANNI, THE CONDUCTOR IS A CLASSY MAN WHO DOESN'T WANT YOU READING HIS MAIL

...you can read it later though, after you all figure out who killed this poor girl.]

[oftheland]

[BUT WHAT IF IT'S A CLUE, THOUGH, AND WHAT IF HE WANTS TO READ IT NOW

Let's check the rules and see if there's anything explicitly preventing someone from reading someone else's mail.]

[trustmods]

[There's nothing preventing it, no!

...But it's irrelevant to the case, so you're not getting that information right now.]

[oftheland]

[...hmmm, yeah, he'd want to clear that up with the Conductor just in case, thinking about it.

RIGHT, he'll just pocket it for later.]

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[GOOD MAN]