[ WEEK SIX – INVESTIGATION ]

[sheriffexe]

INVESTIGATION

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. After the body is discovered, an announcement will be made and characters are free to spend the rest of the afternoons how they like. If there are any questions, please shoot a message either to this journal or at robowest.

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[thatsthespirit]

[Milla's an adult, and she still has her head, but she also knows little to nothing about first aid. still. . . she stands up, turns towards Natalie, and gives her wounds a quick once-over]

[she suppresses a sympathetic wince, because all of that looks painful. and without Dr. Lecter's help. . .]

Clean and wrap her wounds as best as you can. She'll need-- stitches? [that's what those things that close up injuries are, right?] But we'll have to find someone else who is capable of treating her in that manner.

I can help, but we're going to have to tell the rest of the town about Dr. Lecter.

[hydrokinetics]

[A nod follows and he's just kind of moving Natalie's hair to check out the wound on her head, trying not to look at her hand.]

I'll take care of it. But please go find somebody who knows better than I do. And tell them about Dr. Lecter. [And he moves to get up and try to find bandages and disinfectant and etc. He won't stray for long before he returns and by then Milla's probably taken off.]

[sweats]

[ Well, you probably didn't expect Will to show up when the door opens again, Percy. Probably not him. But he's looking a little scruffier than usual now and when he steps inside, his eyes go from Percy, to Hannibal, and then linger right on Natalie.

He stands there for a while, staring right at her. His shoulders slump and he lets out a tiny little laugh. ]

... Oh. Of course. Of course she did.

[ And then he shakes his head and looks back at Hannibal, approaching the body with a blank expression on his face. He kneels down to reach out, placing fingers against his throat to feel for his pulse even though he knows, without a doubt, that Hannibal is dead. He continues to frown and look and look and look and after a moment, his head shakes like he's clearing a thought away and murmurs -- ]

Just as the worshiper feels close to Christ in the Eucharist, I will eat in memory of you.

[ And then he stands back up and without looking at Percy and Natalie, heads right back out the clinic, head ducked and hands tucked into his sweater. ]