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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[forcegalactic]

Murder mysteries? Like the fictional kind? [If they weren't in the middle of investigating the death of a little girl, he would ask about borrowing that book for his own short stories. Once this is all over, he'll do that.]

See if you can find somethin' related to how Luna died. It might help us who ain't doctors figure out what happened.

[nankurunaisa]

Yeah, exactly! It's about how to write them.

[But someone from Mars...who also works in a bar...would they know about chemicals? Wouldn't they? Hibiki isn't sure.

But she's not going to let anyone mess with this.]

I will! But first, I'm gonna go find Sol! I'm countin' on ya to find evidence, okay?

[forcegalactic]

Right, you go do that. I'll look this room over in case we missed anythin'.

[Even if Hibki found everything they needed, he has to be careful.]

[nankurunaisa]

Alright! I'm gonna find her...leave it to me!

[And with that, she's running out of there.]