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DAY TWO (morning)
 Complex Population: 34 It's 8AM, and rather than waking naturally, you awake to the sound of an odd tone ringing through the intercom. As you wake from that deep, dreamless sleep that enforces curfew as always, Judy's voice speaks up a few moments after. "A death has occurred. Safety Protocol 6227-A is now in effect. Protocol now available on Complex terminals." That ominous message might prompt you to leave your room more quickly. You can check out the terminal, where a new file is available, but as you head into the atrium, you might notice something else. The viewing stage is open. It seems that someone was busy during the night. This post is for the second day as defined in the schedule. This post is for investigation and general mingling before the trial that takes place in the afternoon IC. ic rulebook character statuses character profiles private conversations graveyard |
initial discovery
Do you need a doctor?
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[He doesn't sound at all sure about that, though. He raises a hand to drag down his face - his head feels like it's throbbing. He can't be sick, he doesn't get sick...at least, not like this.]
Don't worry about me. I'll be fine.
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1/2
[He lets out a hiss, like he's annoyed by the question, and then-]
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[It's obvious in the way he suddenly holds himself differently - before, he slouched, very fitting of his professor-like look, but now he's straighter, his shoulders squared back. He looks around with a very annoyed look, letting out a few curses under his breath.]
Oh, not again. [He turns to Ava, lips drawn up in a half-snarl.] And who are you, huh?
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I am Ava. We have spoken before. Alfendi, what is the matter?
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[So many strangers, so many people who he doesn't know, claiming they know him. It unnerves him to no end.]
[His hands clench into fists at his sides.]
Everything's the matter! God, what's wrong with all of you idiots?! You keep treating me like, I don't know, like I'm somebody else!
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[she could never forget that nose.]
But I did not mean to agitate you.
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We haven't. I would remember it. What the hell did you even talk to me about, huh? Tell me that!
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You are going to hurt yourself.
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[He snorts, twisting his head to glance at the bloody mess down below - he has a feeling his questions won't be answered, which is infuriating, but e can distract himself with the fact that, well, a murder has occurred.]
[His grimace twists up into a wide smile.]
...So, has anybody solved this particularly gruesome little crime yet?
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We will attempt to uncover it shortly.
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[He laughs, his eyes almost glinting with a strange and very morbid joy.]
I can just imagine it...the cold heart needed to carry out such a devious act...you don't find a wonderful thing like that just anywhere, you know!
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[she looks horrified. what happened to the kind man she had spoken to previously, she wonders?]
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[Another laugh shudders through his thin frame.]
Tell me, why wouldn't you appreciate a mind like that? Yes, of course, what they do is despicable, but the guts needed to do such a thing, ah, there's nothing like it.