Fourth.

[trustmods]

The week has been relatively quiet after the utter debacle that was the previous weekend's trial; access to the fourth floor has generally ensured that no one has any excuse to not keep themselves entertained in one way or another, whether by way of games or by way of copious amounts of alcohol. Of course, that doesn't change the fact that this week's incentive came with a three-day limit this time – something that doesn't seem too geared toward discouraging the pattern that Fridays have fallen into around here. Thankfully, however, there are once again no bodies in the ballroom; it seems everyone has learned a lesson and decided to leave that place alone for the time being. But anybody heading upstairs beyond a certain point is going to have an...interesting time, let's put it that way. >Explore?

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[midnightsea]

[look if you're gonna wake him up he's gonna get breakfast]

[so. is the place a complete mess?]

[trustmods]

[god, dio, an innocent girl is dead, can't you not be a disaster this early in the morning

But no, it's not a complete mess! There is something on the floor though... You might want to avoid stepping in it.]

[midnightsea]

[>IMPLYING HE CARES]

[but fine, let's just take a look at the floor--god forbid we damage these sick purple heels.]

[trustmods]

[Do try not to ruin them, they're pretty rad. The puddle on the floor doesn't really look like much, but boy does it smell. And it's not a good smell.]

[midnightsea]

... [he is not getting onto the floor to investigate more closely, thank you very much, so what does it smell like from 6'5" off ground level?]

[trustmods]

[Come on Dio, be a team player!

Lucky for you, there's enough of it spilled to smell like blueberries. Or perhaps more accurately, that perfume that men hate.]

[midnightsea]

[the only team dio plays for is the dio brando defense squad]

[that said, OH GOD WHAT THE HELL WHY]

[Next step: is the bottle anywhere in sight, because a defenseless glass container is clearly what one should take their frustrations out on]

[trustmods]

[DIO DON'T DESTROY THE EVIDENCE

Thankfully the evidence is not here! To defenseless glass bottles for you to destroy today.]

[midnightsea]

[i'm so sorry]

[Is there anything else off, or should he just raid the fridge and get the hell out before he smells like rancid blueberries?]

[trustmods]

[Well, that puddle is looking a little weird...]

[midnightsea]

[WHY MUST HIS LIFE BE SO HARD, GOD]

[okay. okay. let's just tune all our vampire senses and play csi while using a transfusion of A- like a fucking capri sun.]

[by which i mean let's just glare at the offending puddle intensely.]

[dio brando is a serious graduate of an actual law school.]

[trustmods]

[everyone appreciates what you do for us, dio

The puddle is elongated, with smaller drips leading towards the door.]

[midnightsea]

[...well then.]

[Does it go out the door and/or down the hallway in a particular direction?]

[trustmods]

[The drips stop before it reaches the door, so there's no way to determine a direction from there. Good thinking though!]

[midnightsea]

[have we done our good job and cleared a whole room today, because jesus h christ that smells awful]

[trustmods]

[YOU'RE NOT DONE YET, GET YOUR ASS BACK IN THE ROOM DIO]

[midnightsea]

[THE ONLY THING KEEPING HIM INVESTIGATING IS THE FACT THAT A FAILED CASE FUCKS HIM OVER TOO]

[GOD.]

[while he's here, let's check the usual medical supplies i guess, is anything missing?]

[trustmods]

[Thankfully the bandages are untouched this time, but there's something else missing...]

[midnightsea]

[DID THOSE FUCKERS STEAL HIS LUNCH]

[okay no, let's just keep looking to see what sticks out. Or doesn't, in this case.]

[trustmods]

[YOUR LUNCH IS FINE, CALM DOWN DIO

If you're checking over those pill bottles, you might notice that a bottle of sedatives is missing.]

[midnightsea]

[...AH. WELL.]

[THAT ANSWERS A FEW QUESTIONS AND RAISES A COUPLE MORE.]

[trustmods]

[DOESN'T IT JUST

There's still one more piece of evidence for you to find, so don't give up yet, Dio!!]

[midnightsea]

[how absolutely dare you make him be a team player]

[FINE]

[since he's gotten this far, he'll just take a careful look around the entire room for anything out of place that isn't a group of people or their super unconscious pal.]

[trustmods]

[Well believe it or not, the infirmary is for people who have been injured and not just for dinner!!

While you're going through things you'll probably notice that there's something off with one of the syringes.]

[midnightsea]

[...well thank god syringes were invented in the mid-1800s so he might actually know one when he saw it]

[How off are we talking?]