DAY EIGHT (morning)

[judgejudy]

DAY 8 (morning) Complex Population: 19 It's 8AM, and you wake from that deep, dreamless sleep that enforces curfew as always. Of course, some of you might be waking up due to a rather alarming reason. — NOTE: This day post will be run slightly differently because of the large amount of things to be discovered. Please indicate where your character is in the subject line of your toplevel, and a mod will reply to conduct the investigation. Please note that some areas may be dangerous, and your characters may be injured, but characters will not be killed (unless you want them to be). 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

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[karachan]

[ And here's Ookurikara. He's somehow made his way to the bar and lounge area after his and Dazai's earlier investigation which left him not only feeling sick from being in the fountain water but also with moderate and bleeding wounds all over his body from shrapnel as a result of that explosion -- you'd think he would have taken care of them by now but he's been walking around like this all morning thus far. It doesn't seem to bother him though?

He's made room for himself among the crowd at least, set up as far away from everyone as possible while still being in the area. Everything about his body language is giving off warning signs that even if you want to help treat his injuries or stop his bleeding, you may want to rethink that. If anyone manages to get close in spite of that -- well, Ookurikara is going to be extremely hostile to any and everyone.

Unless you're one of the rare few people who he's deemed alright. ]

[selfdenying]

[He doesn't have time or need to feel anything, really, just a quick pang of oh, that's too bad - he bends down with a frown, and with his uninjured right hand, he pushes her body over to see what's underneath.]

[newlugers]

[ that's pretty brutal. Steve's seen plenty of desecrated corpses thanks to Umbrella, so he can stomach it better than the average person, but the fact that it's someone he knew - and someone who might have been killed right in the room with him - makes it a bit more unsettling. ]

They snapped his neck. Stupid old man probably managed to piss off the wrong person... [ yeah, he still doesn't like dickson much, but his voice is more grim than disparaging. He turns to the Sabre with a frown, gingerly reaching out to touch it with one fingertip, then glances around the area they found him for any more clues on what might have happened. ]

[heroizes]

[ When she jumps, Jack at least pulls his hands away quickly with an apologetic look, since he hadn't meant to startle her. He's an energetic guy normally, but today, that energy is slightly on the manic side. At least it's concern rather than danger, though... ]

Uh, my bad, didn't mean to scare you, kiddo...

[ He takes a step back as Elizabeth starts to reveal her wound. He gets Elizabeth to lift his shirt for him, and he can't even enjoy it. Rude, honestly. His brow knits together as he looks at it, and there's worry of his own apparent on his face as he looks back at her. At least, until she asks about him. His hand comes up to his lip as if he hadn't realized it was there, but his eyebrows raise less in surprise and more in remembering the kind of state he's in. ]

Oh. Ohhh, nah, I, uh. Did this to myself. [ More or less. He's being vague here on purpose. ]

[judgejudy]

[ For a moment, he'll see that it seems to be a large battery.

Though he might not remember much after that.

The battery explodes quite suddenly, and Hitsugi also becomes corpse salsa as a result. Alfendi will have his eardrums ruptured, be knocked out with a concussion, or will receive moderate injuries from shrapnel at your choice.

One bathroom stall is also heavily damaged, and water will be spraying pretty much everywhere until someone asks Judy to turn it off. Hopefully it doesn't flood the floor...? ]

[adlucem]

[So, it turns out that having one foot makes you kinda sorta useless.

Well, maybe that's not true for everyone. Maybe that's only the case for idiots who think using a power saw on your ankle is no big deal and that antibiotics are a futuristic mystery. Unfortunately, Leo is one of those idiots, and he's not going to be able to do a whole lot to help. It's frustrating, and it's his own damn fault, which is even more frustrating, and basically Leo is grumpy.

When it seems like Dojima's not about to keel over dead, Leo will start the very long, painful process of hauling himself up. With the makeshift walking sticks (i.e. broken pool cues) fashioned for him by a particularly kind soul, he's at least able to attempt moving around--though he's so slow and awkward about it that you can probably catch him long before he gets to his destination, if you need him. He'll probably fall over a few times, too. Good job Leo.

He'll peek into the apartments as he passes, checking on people to make sure no one else has dropped dead in the chaos. He won't call out, though, and as much as he wants to, he won't make his way downstairs to check on the wounded. He's not sure he'd ever get back up the stairs again if he did.

Instead, he heads for the stairwell, making his way up instead of down. Sooner or later (let's be honest, it's later) he'll make it to the library, and he doesn't bother trying to peruse the shelves for something interesting. He sits down (or rather, topples ungracefully with a loud curse at the pain) by the bookshelf nearest to the door, immediately pulling as many as he can off the shelves he can reach.

Soon, he's got a few decent stacks surrounding him, forming something like a literary barricade. That done, he starts to read--and that's where he's going to stay for as long as he possibly can. Who needs food when you've got books?]

[selfdenying]

[Alfendi's luck is just nonexistent, at this point.]

[He might have quick reflexes, might have a sense of knowing that something is wrong, but even so, that's not enough to save him from the blast. He gets launched backwards against one of the bathroom walls and crumples, everything suddenly going black.]

[Whenever he wakes up, he's going to strangle a certain person named Stever, he will.]

[liven]

[ shijima will come in a bit after looking for alfendi. lmao what. so she will DEFINITELY ask judy to turn off the damn water, but will then focus on her roommate by like, nudging him with her foot. she'll crouch down beside him and progress to shaking him if that doesn't work. ]

Alfendi! Honestly, all of you...

[ she'll be checking him for injuries. SHE IGNORES THE CORPSE SALSA. ]

[injectors]

Or, perhaps, we all angered the wrong person. I don't need to remind you we could have burned to death in this room.

[Grimmacing. The smell of smoke and blood is heavy in the air, and she is not doing well thanks to the collar on her neck, but there's nothing to be done about that for the moment. Dickson was still pretty nice to her, despite being a jerk, so... Ugh.]

It doesn't seem like the fire had much time to spread... Do you believe he's been dead for several hours?

[She has zero forensics skills, so the most she can do is determine if he's hot, cold or lukewarm. That said, she will glance around to see if there are any matchsticks, lighters or obvious places where the fire could have originated.]

announcement

[judgejudy]

[ After a light tone, Judy's voice will speak throughout the complex. ]

Good morning. I regret to inform you that one of your Security Officers, Dickson has been murdered.

It seems that the stress may be getting to you, Residents. I hope that you will be able to find at least one of last night's four killers this afternoon.

[tearable]

I intend to - nnn damn it - try and find any who needs help -

[ Aka she'll eventually run to fucking find dead bodies and barf everywhere, rip. She does nearly topple over though, fuck. ]

We have to stop having you take care of me, you know. You'll think - nn, I'm a mooch.

[selfdenying]

Ngh...

[He comes to, head pounding like a drum. Somehow, he's still in this personality - looks like his other side is perfectly fine leaving this one to suffer the results of his curiosity.]

Shijima? [He says, blearily.] There was...Shijima, damn it, stop shaking me!

[He tries to push her off with a growl, but he's very weak at the moment, and his hands sort of just drop to his sides.]

Hitsugi is dead! And you know what there was? A fucking bomb, Shijima! Somebody planted a bomb under her damn body!!

[liven]

That's not particularly surprising. Did you not proceed with caution...? Everything is on fire, you know.

[ she ignores his attempts to push her off and feels his head so she can be sure it's not, like, a life-threatening concussion. ]

Think of it as an important life lesson, I suppose.

[estimated]

[ dazai will sit him down and do it, as long as kuri doesn't try to claw him into shreds.

but while he knows that he'll be tossing one of his roommates under the bus, well — for now, he doesn't see what else could have exploded. he also doesn't think that his roommate is actually responsible for this, but it doesn't hurt to toss out this kind of knowledge, does it?

(it does.) ]

Someone named Steve Burnside.

[liven]

More like I'll think you're good at being injured...

[ but it's not like she is big enough to force liz to be seen to. ]

Oh, very well. If you won't stay still to let me bandage you, there's not much I can do about it, but you'll be the one explaining that to Bigby.

[liven]

It'd be nice if we had a medical bay with legitimate supplies, at this rate...

[ GOD ]

[tearable]

You all chased him around like ducklings, did you not? He is in no room to discuss my behavior!

[ It's not like their dating or anything. ]

[liven]

He eventually let us see to his wounds...but as I said, you get to argue with him, not me. That's my condition to not chasing you around. Also, you really should at least tie a makeshift bandage on...

[ lord save her from human beings ]

[estimated]

[ but when he looks around, the fire doesn't seem too big, so while he'd be more alert if it were a larger fire, this one's fine. however, he doesn't want to keep her waiting, so he quickly scrambles up to his feet. ]

I'm up!

[ safe... and eventually down the road, we know that their fire was put out, thanks to angel's and steve's resourcefulness.

so instead, he makes a pointing gesture at his own neck (which only has his usual bandages wrapped around it), and then tilts his head to the side. ]

Angel, right here. Did you have that before? [ the collar, he means. ]

[selfsufficiency]

Tie something on. I don't want you bleeding out because you were stubborn, Elizabeth.

[Alice, once again, agrees with Shijima! And no one was surprised.]

[grimdeity]

I really hope that's the next unlocked room. Perhaps if we ask Judy very nicely. A library is nice and all, but.

[ but people are getting stabbed and burned. she would really like to be laying down in a medbay rn. ]

[selfdenying]

So what? It was a dead body, I had to investigate, I didn't think there would be a bomb, for crying out loud!

[He groans - he doesn't want to be treated like a baby, even if Shijima is older than him.]

I don't give a damn about a life lesson. Honestly, Shijima, I'm fine. My head's killing me, but what's new, huh?

[He sighs - honestly, he's slowly realizing that he could've died. This bomb could've killed him. He's still alive. Somehow, he's still alive.]

Shijima...she was...beaten. With something, I don't know, but it wasn't a clean kill at all. What the hell is wrong with these staff people?!

[liven]

Everything. Also, you've a concussion, I think...we can rest here until you can stand, I suppose.

[ pats his head awkwardly. she's terrible at comfort and shouldn't try. ]

Have any of the kills truly been "clean", I wonder?

[estimated]

Is that all, though?

[ dazai knows his way around forensic work, so while a broken neck is pretty convincing, he'll just check dickson over for any more injuries — and locates the deep cut across his shoulder, through the blood that's seeped into his blue jacket. how long ago was the cut made? additionally, due to the cut going across his shoulder, is his jacket also slashed there? ]

He also has a cut, right here. He should have been dead for several hours, but from what we learned a few days ago, we can die at any time of the night.

talking to judy... kind of

[selfsufficiency]

[The announcement stops Alice dead in her tracks, and she listens to Judy's voice - the more she speaks, the more annoyed she looks, though, and she abandons what she's doing to drag herself over to the nearest terminal.]

security officer?
SECURITY OFFICER?
what does that even MEAN