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( MINGLE - WEEK 2 )
 The sun is shining, the air conditioner units hum as they always do, and a gentle morning breeze blows against the windows. The scent of pine cones and evergreen follow you wherever you go in the motel, save for the parking lot and outdoor pool. It seems like someone was very generous with the detergent while moping the floors. The two grandfather clocks (one on each floor) will ring with each passing hour, indicating the time of day without fail. With this knowledge — they'll note the motel will continue to be surrounded by fog until 8:00 AM on the dot. It is at that hour that the fog will begin to recede. Not enough to reveal the whole city, but enough to allow residents to explore some of the buildings surrounding the motel. And speaking of the motel, it seems like the Storage room has unlocked itself overnight. How quaint. Welcome to Week 2's mingle, everyone! As of this week, we are now accepting murder proposals. If you're interested in having your character murder someone this week, please send in your proposal before Tuesday, 9:00 PM EST. We'll be contacting you on plurk over the week to finalize the details, or ask for rescheduling if necessary. As always, feel free to PM us or send us a PP over plurk if you have any questions! ic rulebook | locations | statuses | room assignments private conversations | ic profiles | graveyard | full navigation |
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[ he stares intently at the bruises, his expression having yet to waver. suddenly, he turns to enter room 111 again. ]
Stay put. I'll be back.
[ give it a few minutes. the sound of something ripping is audible, and he returns with a piece of white cloth and fluff (pillow stuffing) in hand. ]
Extend your hand, knuckles down.
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[oh, wait, he's gone. Kaito blinks a few times, but waits patiently outside as he's told. when Percival returns, he blinks at the cloth and fluff, before frowning]
You don't have to do this, y'know. But. . . thanks.
[but it's a mild protest, and he holds out his hands, knuckles down. as instructed]
Is there a reason you asked me about Jsson's items?
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[ the fluff is placed atop his knuckles, and the cloth is then promptly wound around them -- he's sure to tie them extra tightly and without relent. sorry kaito, just making sure they get the job done. the process is repeated for his other second hand. ]
I'm still attempting to figure out what to do with Hana's belongings, so I wanted to see how you were faring.
It's not a particularly pleasant situation, after all.
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[is he effectively bubble wrapping his hands. IS THAT WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?? a flash of amusement appears on Kaito's expression]
You're right. S'not.
. . . I'm sorry about her, by the way. I wish there was somethin' else we could've done.
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If you're not The Ghost, you have no reason to apologize. You did all you could. That's more than most would do.
I'm just as responsible for this as you are, anyhow.
[ he folds his arms. ]
Don't be stupid is all. You remind me of someone I know. I can tell...that you have good intentions.
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We all did everything we could, but we still couldn't come up with the right answer. . .
[a small sigh; it's clear he takes that as a personal failure. the inability to save both Jason and Hana, and find the one responsible for their deaths. . .]
[he shakes his head]
Eh? Who do I remind you of? Someone cool, I hope.