THE FIRST VICTIM

[strangerpeople]

THE FIRST VICTIM

[Friday morning is quiet enough.

Everything seems to be normal, as before. Normal and boring, even with the strange things happening around the Depths. After all, no one's killed yet. Why would they? Surely something as ridiculous as a weird fruit and a fleeting promise wouldn't provoke anyone to kill to see if something like that was actually true, right?

Right?

Still, if anyone was worried, they would at least feel justified at being tense. People were told to kill another in return for the safety and life of a loved one, after all. And it included a way out for someone who succeeded in getting away with it. There may be someone more than willing to kill for that chance.

And that's when you don't consider the two empty rooms, one of which was opened and resulted in more strange things happening. And what happened last week? It hasn't been solved, has it? And no one expected that.




Perhaps it's a thought to look around to make sure there's nothing off this morning.

Certainly, it couldn't hurt.]

Comments

[strangerpeople]

[Look again, Fie. There's only one stab wound. The other wounds look like burns.]

[zephyranthe]

[Well the player sure fucked that one up whoops. Although the mention of burn wounds is pretty weird, assuming Laslow wasn't actually like... buck-naked the whole time. Did it look like the fire went right through his clothes or something?]

[strangerpeople]

[It sure did! Laslow is basically topless in the front, save for certain pieces of clothing still attached to his body.]

[zephyranthe]

[Well, looks like Laslow just couldn't take the heat of being in this place. Or something.

But that's cool, if there aren't any other wounds on the front then uh... maybe she'll flip the body on its back and check that before doing anything drastic first. Just in case.]

[strangerpeople]

[Laslow's back is clean of wounds, burns, and possible ripped shirt fetishes.]

[zephyranthe]

[Wow. She didn't sign up for this shit, let's go back to the front. It's clearly more manly that way.

Okay so now I guess she'll frisk his pants although she'll leave the corpse some dignity so hopefully he isn't hiding any critical things in his underwear. And strip him of his boots too because why not I guess.]

[strangerpeople]

[Yeah sure why not.

One thing that Fie will realize is that there's one thing that isn't in his pockets: his room key.

Also his feet are stinky. That's the big thing to take away.]

[zephyranthe]

[Well, it's nice to know that he either dropped his key or someone stole it?? pretend i can't see the threads below

And damn son, it's like a deli in here now. She won't shove those boots back though, so she'll make a quick trip over to the clothier and sacrifice a dress to cover those up so the armory doesn't smell completely of Eau de Feet.

Anything else about the body or the area around it that seems significant before she gets a-stabbin'??]

[strangerpeople]

[Just one thing on Laslow's face.

Care to look?]

[zephyranthe]

[No, let's not look, let's just get to the science experiment--

Okay fine. What's on his face?]

[strangerpeople]

[A peaceful smile.]

[zephyranthe]

[Huh. Mercy killed or just masochistic?? Although I guess while she's staring at his face, are his eyes closed or what?]

[strangerpeople]

[His eyes are closed.]

[zephyranthe]

[Well, glad we got that out of the way, then.

Alright, now that all that stuff is done with, it's time for some science. Fie will grab some daggers that match the kinds as the bloodied ones from the mess on the ground. Because you know. When in doubt, just stab 'em again, apparently.

Which she's going to do now. A little ways beside the original gut wound. So I guess we'll be asking what the two wounds she made look like, and how they compare to the original.]

[strangerpeople]

[Jesus, Fie

Based on what's being uncovered by Killua, it's likely no surprise that the dagger that basically mimics the super bloody knife more or less looks just like the main stab wound, while the other which mimics the less bloody dagger is just different enough that it being the killing weapon is unlikely at best.

Anything else?]

[zephyranthe]

[It's good to know that her efforts in stabbing a dead body have sort of not gone to waste!! Behold, the power of science.

...

Well anyways, there's always time for a last minute check of his hands? Are they bloody, in a particular position, etc.?]

[strangerpeople]

[Not at all. They are just cold, and dead hands.]

[zephyranthe]

[Rest in peace, Laslow... you were a good man. Possibly. She's not actually sure.

Still, she will remember you for your cheesy feet, smoking bod, and crying in front of several bottles of liquor. They didn't know each other long, but maybe one day when it's time for her to pass into the great beyond, they can meet again in a better place where they can converse of happier things like festivals and concerts - a place where she won't have to shank his corpse superfluously to confirm that no, this really was the actual murder weapon don't worry we've got this, guys.

Amen.

anyways, if there's nothing else about that body i guess she'll be fucking off to get herself cleaned or something]