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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floor 1 + bar/lounge (not investigation)

[modissty]

[SO, after some of the smoke has settled (literally and metaphorically), Sakyou will be rushing down to the bar to get some good ol' alcohol, the Best Disinfectant Ever, and trying to herd anyone else who seems injured that way. Time to grit your teeth and deal with injuries being doused in alcohol! Sakyou himself is now sporting a bloody shoulder, but he can at least still function enough to try helping others.]

Does anyone have a needle and thread?

[GOOD LUCK TEAM.]

(ooc; injured can feel free to use this as a mingle!)

[newlugers]

[ do you need steve's shoe to get it open ]

[ he makes his way down there, too, although his intentions are undoubtedly less noble than Sakyou's... He's mostly looking for evidence, at this point, actually, but a beer probably wouldn't hurt, either (not that the robo-bartender will even serve him.) There's a slight limp to his walk, although he's doing a pretty decent job of hiding it. ]

Not that kind of guy. [ a grimace. ] But somebody around here must have some.

[modissty]

[yes thanks, a real pal that steve...]

Right... I'll ask around a little more. In the meantime- [HOLDING OUT A BOTTLE OF GIN.] -do you need any of this?

[newlugers]

I think we all need some, [ he responds dryly... but he takes it, nodding to Sakyou appreciatively. ] I guess this makes us even.

[ steve he's definitely not giving it to you to drink ]

[becauseimacoward]

[Dojima joins the growing group. Looks like Apartment #4 had its own trouble, too. Here comes, with a deep stab wound on his leg, the one that wasn't wounded with glass weeks ago]

Hey. Get that alcohol over here, will you?

[He's going to need disinfecting over here. Apparently being stabbed makes people grouchy.

Dojima also brings some antibiotics. They're almost finished, but there's enough for one or two stabbed people]

[modissty]

[Dojima and his legs sure are having a bad time, goodness... But Sakyou will move over with a bottle of rum in hand, holding it out.]

Here - do you need a towel?

[becauseimacoward]

[The game wants to make the detective unable to walk, I bet]

That'd help too.

[Dojima takes the rum, glancing it with a bit of hesitation before starting to pour it on himself. Damn, this stings]

What's with this chaos today? I heard madness about fires and I have no idea who is the victim this time. It's like the staff is trying to make new records each day, or something.

[tearable]

[ And here we go, Elizabeth was definitely going to hobble in with the her blood soaked hand clutching at her hip/side. She would have asked for Bigby's help, but he seemed to have his own problems so... she is going to go handle it herself but - nope.

GUESS WHO ALSO STILL HAS HER PILLOW OF BULLSHIT THAT SHE TOOK FROM HER APARTMENT? Which included: sewing kit and first aid kit. ]

Not much but should be enough - oh, jeez. How many of us got attacked?!

[modissty]

[THANKS ELIZABETH the only person here who is actually prepared to handle stabbings and also hemming pants on the go, apparently. Sakyou's busy pulling out as many bottles of alcohol as he can, but turns to look at her with a frown.]

Quite a few of us, so far... I'm not certain how many need stitches, but it might be a fair number at this rate. [And considering she's hobbling and has the bloody hand thing going on and all:] Do you need any help?

[tearable]

[ There's a loud thud when Elizabeth drops the pillow onto the bartop. IGNORE THAT. :)

She'll pull out the sewing kit and the first aid kit to set off to the side. Unfortunately, with her wound and one working hand, she can't offer the same assistance she offered prettyboy Jack when he got his sweet scar. ]

I'll be - I'll be fine. I just.. we gotta find someone to help us.

[ She won't go find anyone, honestly. Shijima especially. ]

Has anyone else lost a lot of blood?

[heroizes]

[ Jack half runs into the room, since he's pretty clearly looking for someone, but it's apparently not quite as urgent as thinking that person is dead. After all, after taking stock of the people in the room, Jack does end up approaching Elizabeth fairly quickly. He looks shocked (which I assumed everyone does...), and he reaches out to place a hand on her shoulder once he's close enough. ]

Woah, Liz- Thank god. You're— [ He looks at her side, since he'd almost said that she was alright, but he shakes his head. ] Well, okay, maybe not alright, but, uh, not dead. Not dead is good. That's- That's not too bad, is it?

[ Liz may also notice some new injuries on Jack. He's not sporting a split lip and a few bruises on his neck. ]

LORD

[tearable]

[ Elizabeth has no clue what the fuck was going on but with the gathering group of stab survivors sporting their new badges of honor, she'll nearly jump when Jack approaches her. ]

Heaven's to bet-! Jack - [ There's some relief, but there's a small glare his way, mostly out of his comment about dead. ] It's sad that's the standards for a good day now... definitely not dead.

[ Elizabeth was luckily in loose fitting close for once - not dolled up in a corset so when she lifts her shirt up, he's able to see the pale flesh sliced around 2 inches wide and fairly deep. There's still a bit of blood, but she did her best to compress it. ]

H-Hahnn... it's tender... [ She lets him see through her fingers. ] Not the worst out of the bunch so -

[ She'll wait. Elizabeth does notice the split lip and her face flushes into worry. ]

What - were you attacked too..?

[betraitor]

Not me. We may just have to improvise.

[though it sure would help. the combination of having been stabbed in the back and bleeding quite a bit and trying to help put out a fire doesn't exactly have him in the best shape.

alvin coughs a couple of times, following it up with a wince because unsurprisingly, muscles in his back tensing that way hurts like hell. he can't really help himself too much either, considering he can't see or comfortably reach it. a+]

[modissty]

I think we have enough supplies to improvise for anything that isn't too deep, at least...

[Bless Elizabeth for bringing the needle and thread, honestly.]

—Where were you hit?

[betraitor]

Hard to tell how deep it is, but I don't feel like I'll be passing out.

[of course, he also has no idea how much blood he lost, considering he was. asleep. either way, he'll turn to show sakyou where the stab wound is, just to the left of his right shoulder blade. it's not really too deep, not to the point of being at all life-threatening, but it's still not too pretty at all.]

[heroizes]

[ Jack is actually one of the few people that isn't injured at all, but he's pretty much on adrenaline. There's a lot on fire, people are injured, and at this point, Jack is probably looking for Rhys, since he ran out of the apartment. He comes to the bar area and stops, though, and he half jogs inside to take a look around, though he eventually comes up to Sakyou with a concerned look.

Also, Jack is sporting a split lip and some bruising on his neck, though he doesn't seem concerned about those at all. ]

Jesus— You too? You- You okay, kiddo?

[modissty]

[JACK... Good lord, did no one escape from last night unscathed? Sakyou notices the bruises, but he's looking for stab wounds first, just in case. As for the question:]

I'm certainly faring better than some. [That's sure an understatement.] But it looks like many of us were made targets...

[liven]

I want to know who requested the bandages.

[ ugh!!!!!!!! ]

Unfortunately Judy was not interested in supplying me with that sort of thing the last time I asked...but that doesn't mean we can't improvise.

[grimdeity]

I wish it were me.

[ she wishes she'd hoarded some bandages?? she used a strip of her own clothes on the glass wound from the other day, but doesn't really have more to waste on her latest wounds. ]

Whoever they are, they better hope they get wounded and actually use them. Otherwise it's truly an inconsiderate waste.

[modissty]

It would be appreciated if whoever has them spoke up. [BUT FOR NOW...] Perhaps we could use some bedsheets, if needed.

[And then giving Shijima a once-over, just in case!]

Are you unharmed?

[grimdeity]

I have needles, but not the kind you're looking for.

[ said hoarsely. knitting needles, she has knitting needles.

not only does rose have a bloody stab wound under her ribs, she's also suffering smoke inhalation and burns. plus the glass wound on her arm has just barely started healing. it's taking a lot of useless self-control to not drink. seriously, she can't even make a case not to but damn it, she didn't drop the habit just to pick it back up when encountering a stabbing and apartment fire. ]

I'd like to use them on whoever decided to go on a stabbing and arson spree, personally.

[modissty]

[That self-control deserves some accolades though, damn. Sakyou feels pretty dang bad for the people who look worse for wear - which is a lot of them, considering the current state of affairs.]

I doubt anyone would stop you, if that were to be your decision.

[He'd like some needles to stab this stabber with too?? LORD.]

Do you need any help? I have alcohol for disinfecting and a few bar towels... I'll go fetch some sheets to make bandages, too, if you need any. Ah - and we did find at least one set of needle and thread.

[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. ]

[modissty]

[OOKURIKARA'S NO GOOD VERY BAD DAY...

Even if Sakyou's not in that group of rare people, he still isn't just gonna leave a bleeding sick-looking dude sitting out here alone, though. In one of his rounds through the injured crowd, he'll be slipping over. The bottle of vodka in his hand is halfway empty already, and he has a clean bar towel in the other one.]

Have you been able to clean up yet...?

[estimated]

[ so after all of that, dazai's ended up with similar symptoms of illness — but because kuri indirectly took one for the team, all dazai has is a cut across his cheek. anyway, he'll seat himself right next to kuri, setting his pack of bandages on the counter in front of him, because he can't just let him go untreated. ]

Are you going to treat your wounds?