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.
Welcome to the investigation post! If your character decides to search an area, please post the name of the location in your header and wait for the mod replies. Anything to discover or not to will be indicated during the course of the thread.
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[So yeah, all right, he was here last week but that was important. Today is just as important and it's why as soon as possible he and Xion are on their way straight to the stocks. Percy, of course, is carrying her because everyone knows by now that Xion would try walking that far on her own. It's much more simple to just carry her.
But at least Milla's here, too?]
Sorry, we were booking it as fast as possible. [And hesitantly:] Milla?
[Did someone steal one of the obvious weapons laying around here? Please say no, or else Jason and Natalie might have a conniption as they enter the place.]
[Probably. Assuming they're still by whatever is left of the front entrance, he taps out the number eleven. So, you know. Pretty bad even if nobody stole one of the weapons from here. This is followed by a question: Has Natalie talked to Milla and Xion about what they found here originally?
Because, lord... Please let there be no missing weapons. Or cannons. Especially cannons.]
[on the one hand, she feels intense relief that Shinnosuke is okay]
[on the other hand, WHERE IS YUNA??]
Percy. Xion. [she's aware her voice is a little clipped, but, you know. the sight of the dead coyote, the blood, and the utter lack of Yuna has her blood pressure rising a bit]
[... Ugh, whatever. There are more pressing matters, like what's probably not a beanbag chair. He shakes his head, expression flat, and then strides towards the dock to get a better look.
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