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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[mortyfied]

[Morty doesn't really know what to do when someone's unconscious like this, so he opts to stand a little bit to the side so Weiss can do her thing. And also so Dio can continue doing what Dio do best.

He looks extremely worried though, but hey at least Sol isn't dead?]

D-do you think she's gonna be okay?

modcheck, please?

[icysemblance]

She's still breathing and she has a pulse, so those are good signs. The rest is going to depend on how she was knocked out.

[She'll turn Sol's head just slightly - any lumps or bumps?]

[trustmods]

[No head injuries at all, actually!]

[icysemblance]

[Thank goodness. Needle stick marks on her arms or legs?]

[trustmods]

[Nope! No needle marks anywhere on her.]

[icysemblance]

[No smell of alcohol on her breath or anything?]

[trustmods]

[Nope! You might want to keep looking though, there's still some stuff to find!]

[icysemblance]

[All right. Is there anything that immediately sticks out - scents, torn clothing, anything like that?]

[trustmods]

[Well, first of all, she doesn't smell like alcohol, but that doesn't mean she wasn't drinking anything - she smells a bit like chocolate, actually.]

[icysemblance]

Hmm...

[Chocolate stains on her fingers or clothes?]

[trustmods]

[Nope!

Although through curiosity, when you carried her in here - did you bridal-carry her, or do it another way? This is actually relevant, don't worry.]

[icysemblance]

[Bridal-carry, of course.]

[trustmods]

[In that case, you've probably got some dust on your sleeves from where you had her back lying across your arms, Weiss.]

[icysemblance]

[What color dust? Does it smell like anything in particular?]

[trustmods]

[Well, it doesn't smell like anything in particular, just...dust. Standard dust, the sort of dust that's coating like half the school because goddamn, Conductor, hire a housekeeper and probably a renovator or something.

That said, you might want to check out her back, given that that's...probably where it came from.]

[icysemblance]

[I HAD TO ASK, OKAY.

Right. Going to just gently turn Sol over now.]

[trustmods]

[...You know what, valid point...

That said, though, it looks like she's gotten a good amount of it ground into her clothes somehow, all down the back of her outfit.]

[charcoalfeather]

[And Rakka stays by Sol's side, attempting to check her pulse in the same way she saw Weiss do it. She's the picture of nervousness, but she'd stay here and keep track of her friend.

And Dio being here does not help at all, but at least he's not focused on them?]

...If she wakes up, then someone's going to have to tell her. About Luna...

[icysemblance]

[Weiss is going to pointedly ignore Dio as much as she can; she does not have time for his dramatics.]

...you and Morty don't need to be put through that. I'll do it.

[charcoalfeather]

Weiss, you don't have to do it on your own...

[Rakka wasn't as happy with the idea of that... almost as much as actually telling Sol.]

When we have to... maybe we can tell her together?

[icysemblance]

[Weiss looks a little sad.]

I don't want to put you through that.

[...but Rakka has a point.]

...we'll see what happens when she wakes up.

[mortyfied]

Y-yeah.... [He wants to be brave and say "I'll do it!" but that's.. that's not going to be easy at all.]

When she wakes up. There's - there's no way she's not going to.

[charcoalfeather]

[Rakka wants to be the brave one too. It's certainly not as easy as it seems... did she have it in her heart to say that?]

Uh! Right, when. I'm sorry, I....

[Her worry grows. Rakka just shook her head.]

I hope she's okay.

[mortyfied]

...I-I - shes gotta be okay. [He might be telling himself that more than Rakka though, to try and ease his own worries.]

[charcoalfeather]

[At least it's helping them both. Maybe if they believed hard enough, then everything would be fine...

Sure beat just sitting there and focusing on their other problems.]

...Please wake up soon, Sol.