The town is quiet, eerily so. All animals, all chatter, all gusts of wind have come to a complete stop this morning. A tumbleweed passes by through the center of town and the rocking chair on the Sheriff's porch sways but remains silent. Everything is muted and as the door of the hotel opens, the only sensation that rings utterly true today is this:
One of your own is gone.
And now, as the rules state, it is your job to discover their fate.
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[Shit. He doesn't move away from Annabeth's body despite the fact that it's burned and hollowed and disgusting, but he also doesn't look away from Shinnosuke.] So what, Sheriff burning the bodies wasn't good enough for them? Where did they even get the chemicals?
[A pause.] There's also no guarantee the rifle is what was used to shoot someone in the head. You and I both know nothing is as clear-cut as that. [There's a deep breath.] Someone needs to keep an eye on Xion. She's been through enough this week.
Having all of the pieces kind of helps. We're going to spend hours arguing tomorrow and be stuck voting at the last minute, again, but at least we're starting to get used to this.
Ah, though I should've mentioned: Milla and Yuna heard a gunshot last night. So the gun, or at least a gun, was used, even if not for shooting someone.
[But he agrees: decisively concluding that it was a murder weapon may be misleading.]
I'm not going to pretend dealing with people are my strong suit, so I'm not volunteering. [Re: Xion, he means.] You think you can keep it together tomorrow?
[There's a very, very long pause like he's suddenly remembering something really important. There's one missing thing here.]
You don't get it. [He shakes his head.] You really think I would have left her here alone without some reinforcement? [Where the hell did it go. Wait. That wasn't with the body, so where the hell did it go? He shakes his head again and glares for a moment.]
I'll be fine. [It's too sharp, too quick, snapping more or less.] Something's wrong.
[He could make a dry comment right now, like how would I understand the feelings of a lover, but while Percy doesn't intimidate him, for the sake of keeping things productive, Shinnosuke has reason not to provoke him.]
[A nod, and he moves to pull up the bronze dagger that's currently covered in coyote blood.]
We traded. [A dry tone.] Being locked in the stocks meant she couldn't fight the way she's used to, but with a gun she would have been able to shoot unless some asshole disarmed her immediately. The gun's gone.
Yeah. Probably. [...he doesn't quite get what he means but he also doesn't care too much.] Just keep that in mind tomorrow. It's going to be enough of a mess without us forgetting anything.
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[A pause.] There's also no guarantee the rifle is what was used to shoot someone in the head. You and I both know nothing is as clear-cut as that. [There's a deep breath.] Someone needs to keep an eye on Xion. She's been through enough this week.
Having all of the pieces kind of helps. We're going to spend hours arguing tomorrow and be stuck voting at the last minute, again, but at least we're starting to get used to this.
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Ah, though I should've mentioned: Milla and Yuna heard a gunshot last night. So the gun, or at least a gun, was used, even if not for shooting someone.
[But he agrees: decisively concluding that it was a murder weapon may be misleading.]
I'm not going to pretend dealing with people are my strong suit, so I'm not volunteering. [Re: Xion, he means.] You think you can keep it together tomorrow?
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You don't get it. [He shakes his head.] You really think I would have left her here alone without some reinforcement? [Where the hell did it go. Wait. That wasn't with the body, so where the hell did it go? He shakes his head again and glares for a moment.]
I'll be fine. [It's too sharp, too quick, snapping more or less.] Something's wrong.
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What's wrong?
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I left her with a gun last night. It's gone.
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... You mean like the pistol that we all got?
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We traded. [A dry tone.] Being locked in the stocks meant she couldn't fight the way she's used to, but with a gun she would have been able to shoot unless some asshole disarmed her immediately. The gun's gone.
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... Well, that gives rise to a few scenarios as to what happened with the gun, doesn't it?
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Yeah, got it.
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