[ WEEK ONE – 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 mod replies. Anything to discover 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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[cherrypuncher]

[guess who has TWO THUMBS AND A BAD TIME

i.e., Yuna probably slept in through the investigation because of course she did but it's hard to miss all the blood, harder to miss all the commotion over by the graveyard so she rushes over, shoves her way through people best she can (for someone so small she is surprisingly strong and, as such, good at shoving), just enough that she can see—]

Ao? Ao?!

[AW FUCK]

No, no! Ao!

[thatsthespirit]

[ROOMMATE 8(]

Yuna--

[extends her arm as a blockade]

Don't come any closer. Don't look.

[cherrypuncher]

[TOO LATE SHE'S ALREADY CLOSE ENOUGH TO SEE THE CARNAGE and she has seen enough carnage to start sobbing.]

Sh-she was locked up all week, why would—why would anyone—

[thatsthespirit]

[n. . . noooooo. why this. Milla is so bad at consoling people??? there's an awkward pause, before she reaches out to place a hand on Yuna's head]

Some people in the world are cruel and selfish. That is how it has always been.

[cherrypuncher]

[Lucky Milla; Yuna's taking the contact as an invitation to throw herself at Milla and start bawling on her, sobbing too hard to actually say anything.

yuna's. having a bad day

rip]

[thatsthespirit]

[Milla's a bit surprised, but definitely doesn't pull away from the contact and both hands come to rest on Yuna's shoulders. it's another one of Milla's attempts at being comforting]

[it's okay Yuna, cry it all out. you deserve it]

. . . I'm sorry you had to see this.

[ceded]

Yuna...

[ Xion might be shaking, but Yuna freaking out seems to steady her. She goes over to the other girl's side, a warding presence. ]

... I'm so sorry.

[cherrypuncher]

[well yuna's already decided that xion is a friend so what if she just kind of. clings to xion and starts bawling on her

nailing it]

[ceded]

[ oh god yuna why

Yuna starting to cry makes Xion break down in tears again, too. She tries - she tries so hard not to, because Yuna is so upset and clearly knew Ao better, but she wraps her arms tightly around her friend and tilts her head back to the sky and starts to hiccup. Without even thinking her hands rub Yuna's back, up and down, slowly. ]

I'm sorry.... I'm really, really sorry... Yuna...

[cherrypuncher]

[cool, all right, so now what we have is two teenage girls too good for this nonsense clinging to each other and bawling. awesome

between hiccups, Yuna manages:] Wh-why would anyone...why would they, she'd been locked up, she di—didn't do anything...

[She doesn't let go of Xion, but she does lift her face, sniffing and shaking still.]

Miss Tiara—sh-she was locked up, too, did we...find...

[insincerely]

[It would be so easy to laugh at her. He's already tempted to laugh over this entire thing as it is—of course someone was going to die, weren't they?—and given how he's acted towards Yuna, it would be so easy.

... It should be, anyway.

But he doesn't, and instead he looks surprisingly somber.]

... Maybe you shouldn't be here right now.

[cherrypuncher]

N-no, but she...didn't do anything...! She was locked up all week, so why...would anyone...

[She probably shouldn't be here, and it's a good effort on Shinnosuke's part (in his defense, she'd be way worse off if he took the snarky route), but Yuna doesn't get any farther than stumbling a few steps back, clamping her hand over her mouth, and starting to bawl.

SO YUNA'S HAVING A GRAND OL' TIME]

[insincerely]

[He watches her passively, which might come off as callous, but for Shinnosuke, that's pretty nice, really.]

... She was probably intended to be a sacrifice from the very beginning.

[He pauses, before he reaches to put a hand on her shoulder. His expression doesn't look sympathetic, but, again.]

So you have to stay strong... right, Miss Hero Club? This is just the start, after all—and weren't you planning on helping everyone? You can't do that if this alone gets to you like this.

[cherrypuncher]

[Sacrifice—that just makes her cry harder; she's sick just at the sight of this, she's never seen so much blood, never seen death like this. That would be enough even if Ao wasn't her friend, even if she could imagine handling the idea that Ao's life didn't mean anything to whoever's behind this.

But Shinnosuke puts his hand on her shoulder, calls her Miss Hero Club, reminds her what she'd wanted to do from the start. She hiccups and wipes at her eyes, clearly struggling to pull herself together but putting forward one hell of an effort.]

Shinnosuke-kun... [sniff sniff] If Ao's here, then has anyone seen Miss Tiara?

[insincerely]

... No, I don't think so.

[She could be dead, or she could be the murderer, he thinks but won't say right now when it seems like Yuna'll fall apart if he does.]

Somebody probably would've mentioned it, or brought her along, or at the very least, we wouldn't all be gathering here otherwise.