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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[trustmods]

[Good move, Weiss.

A pulse can, in fact, be found, and she's still breathing as well; it doesn't seem like she's responding to anything right now, though.

Sol is deeply unconscious but, in fact, not dead.]

[icysemblance]

Oh, thank goodness.

[It's a good thing Weiss is strong for her size; she'll carefully pick Sol up.]

Can you guys help me get her to the infirmary?

[charcoalfeather]

Uh, Right! I-I can help!

[One disaster adverted.... possibly.

Rakka wasn't very strong, but she sure as heck wasn't going to let Weiss do this on her own.]

[icysemblance]

Thanks, Rakka. If you can get the doors, I think I can get her downstairs.

[That's Huntress training for you; she's stronger than she looks.]

[charcoalfeather]

Got it.

[Let's make sure this doesn't get any worse.]

[zomgboom]

Sure. [Welp. WELP, SHE'S GONNA NEED THAT KEY AFTER ALL.] Although someone should check here for, like, other stuff.

[trustmods]

[I'm assuming you're going to be checking for the other stuff while the others move Sol?]

[zomgboom]

[yes. Rakka was poking around in the other stalls, but Tabby actually wants to check the one Sol was in. Just for, like, you know. Blood. Hair. Other CSI words.]

[trustmods]

[How about a bottle of pills?]

[zomgboom]

[Brilliant! What kind of pills?

. . . ok, actually more importantly: is the label readable by an elementary school student or is she gonna have to show someone else.]

[trustmods]

[...It's not all medspeak, no - as long as she can process the word SEDATIVES she'll be fine, we're not going to make her figure out what benzodiazepines are or anything.]

[zomgboom]

[GREAT, SHE KNOWS THAT WORD. Or, well. If she stares at it a bit, then she'll be able to piece it together at least.

Anything else on the floor or . . . wherever in the stall? Or should she start digging through the trash?]

[trustmods]

[Well, the bottle was lying next to where Sol was found - you want to check the contents before moving on?]

[zomgboom]

[no, child safety caps are the devil SURE, WHAT HAPPENS IF WE OPEN THE BOTTLE.]

[trustmods]

[Well, there are still some sedatives in there, but it looks like a lot of it's gone. Like, a whole hell of a lot.]

[zomgboom]

[Oh, man. She sure isn't a doctor, but that's pretty definitely too many pills to give to one small Sol without Sol managing to be dead. That seems important, she should . . . remember to actually bring that up during the trial.

Just gonna cap that again and put it in her pocket - unless there's something else to notice about it - and check for pills. SURELY THEY DIDN'T ALL GO INTO TEENAGE MUTANT MUSIC GIRLS.]

[trustmods]

[There aren't any pills lying around, actually!]

[zomgboom]

[.... Well that's unsettling.

Is there anything else lying around, though?]

i hope you don't mind me joining in (kind of late oops)

[mortyfied]

[Well Morty certainly heard a scream on his quest to find Sol, so of course he'd check it out.

Feels kind of weird looking into a girl's bathroom but ah well, there might be something terrible happening in here.


...which would be correct, looking at Weiss holding an unconscious Sol.]

W-what -- oh my god! I-is she okay? What h-happened to her?

[zomgboom]

She's fine, but probably drugged or something. Help them take her to the infirmary while I, like, make sure whoever did this didn't leave anything else for us to find.

[mortyfied]

O-oh, jeez... [Is that all you can say when you're stressed out Morty]

O-okay, yeah. I-I-I'll help them out.

[icysemblance]

let's continue this elsewhere.

no, go for it, it's cool

[icysemblance]

I don't know exactly what happened, but someone knocked her unconscious. I think she'll be okay, though. I'm going to take her downstairs to the infirmary.

[mortyfied]

I-I'll come with you! Just in case.

[icysemblance]

Thanks, Morty. We should get going.