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( MINGLE - WEEK 3 )
 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 doesn't seem like there's anything out of the ordinary on this lovely Monday morning. How quaint. As a reminder, we are now accepting murder proposals for Week 3! If you're interested in having your character commit a murder this week, be sure to send in your proposal before Tuesday, 9:00 PM EST. Without any murders we can't have a murdergame, so go forth and let the bodies hit the floor! 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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[ So Seto's in front of the electrical room with Kaito, and while the door has been left open a crack, there's still the smell of burnt flesh that's slightly nauseating, evident enough by how Seto is gritting his teeth, forcing himself to not recoil in disgust.
Honestly, he wouldn't have minded searching or investigating the electrical room on his own, but it's... probably safer with at least two people.
Dave Strider was killed when he ventured into the room on his own, right?
And well. Kaito has more reason than any of them to actually want to poke around the electrical room. Seto just wants to mostly out of sheer curiosity about whatever creature inside that could have killed Dave Strider.
A pity. He wasn't too bad to be around.
A quick glance over at Kaito, and Seto kicks the door open fully, grimacing at the burnt smell that hits them in both in the face. ]
WEDNESDAY, MORNING (near the hunting lodge, accidentally on purpose starting a fight club with chie + others)
[ When the paranoia escalates and the violent urges start being apparent, the easiest thing to do is to probably beat the crap out of someone.
Or something.
At this point, he's not picky. He's also lucky that his roommate is also agreeable to sparring with him if need be.
So, come Wednesday morning, anyone who comes across the area near the hunting lodge is going to be treated to the sight of Seto and Chie sparring, Seto in the middle of blocking one of Chie's kicks with his forearm, trading a flurry of light blows before he tries to go in to grab her for a finishing throw, although it's not quite successful when she ends up twisting out of the way.
They both spring back at this time, but since Seto can see whoever is approaching, he's going to call for a halt, cut short the sparring to level a look at whoever it is that's just come up.
It's an unspoken question of what are you doing here? ]
WILDCARD
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Monday!!
Talk about a stench that'll kill your appetite. . .
[he's surprisingly calm, all things considered. but maybe it's because he actually has a focus here. it keeps him from heading back to his room and moping]
[he follows Kaiba into the electrical room, gaze sharp. whatever creature managed to kill Dave? Kaito wanted to be prepared for it, in case there were more of them]
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He's going to be cautious - it's not like he has weapons or anything, he's pretty much going to have to try and subdue any creatures that are inside purely with hand to hand combat? SO HE'S HOPING THAT THERE'S NOTHING THERE.
At least there's no more blackout and the room is definitely bright enough that he can at least see ahead of ihm into the room with all its humming machinery and switches, archaic as they are.
No creatures. ]
Clear. [ He steps in and makes his way over to one of the boxes - there's blood on it, and it doesn't take more than one guess to figure out whose blood it most likely is. ]
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[thank god there isn't anything immediately dangerous waiting to leap out at them]
. . . good. [a deep exhale as he also scans the boxes, frowning at the smudged and illegible writing] At least Dave's death wasn't in vain.
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[ It's said without much bite though, because the words don't have much of a derogatory tone to them - he still thinks that Dave Strider paid for his carelessness with his life, but according to what Violet had conveyed, the monster had already been killed by the time they had found Dave's body, so at the very least, Seto has some measure of respect for Dave being able to take out a creature that none of them decidedly want roaming around the motel. ]
Take out this room, and you leave the motel in darkness. [ He's guessed as much earlier from the sudden blackout, but glancing over at the boxes and the smudged and illegible writing of the labels is enough to confirm that guess. ]
... And in the dark, no one can see you.
[ Kaito probably can't see it since Seto isn't facing him, but there's a grim look on his features. It's not difficult to guess the kind of conclusion he's drawn from this - easier to get away with murder. ]
Where do you think the monster came from? It can't have been hiding here all this while.
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[he makes a face, because. yeah. he's definitely on the same page as Seto, here. someone is going to take advantage of this in order to kill]
I don't know.
[he answers as he approaches a panel and brushes his fingers over the switches]
I actually assumed it was hiding in here the entire time. Like. . . I dunno. Sleeping, I guess.
fight club!!
Nice moves! Though hopefully you guys won't be making the next trial more complicated.