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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[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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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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