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[strangerpeople]

7 AM
(MOCK WEEK INVESTIGATION)

[The storm outside still rages on, several hours later.

Even though it is no longer night, it might as well be with the clouds, which have started to take on strange colors within their shadows. It is not comforting to know that the sun will probably not be out today. Nor is it comforting to know that the threat of death still hangs low on everyone.

Sleep was likely hard to get, for those who weren't trying to look deeper into the plane's secrets and truths, and whatever sleep was received was just not enough. Everyone is tired, cranky, angry, scared, and on edge, while the snakes continue to be an ever-present threat.

So, as 7 am comes, and people begin to move again, or at least move elsewhere, trying to be mindful of the snakes.

One of your number has already died, along with three hostages.

Will there be more to come?

There is only one way to find out.]

Comments

[whitemoontiger]

Yeah. That's what worries me a little.

[ Especially considering there's a couple people in specific he'd like to check up on first. Such as Yurick and Hiyori. So with that in mind, he finds something small that he can snack on and opens it up quickly. ]

Perhaps you'd like to join me when I do? Two pairs of eyes are better than one, a-after all.

[awitchdidit]

Certainly. I'd prefer an extra pair of eyes if I'm going to do anything at this point, frankly.

[whitemoontiger]

I'm glad someone else has the right idea.

[ He does start eating what he'd grabbed; more of a simple little trail mix thing over anything else. Since it is quick and easy to get through. ]

There's a few people i'd like to check up on first and then maybe taking a look around the plane wouldn't hurt.

[awitchdidit]

It might be prudent to arm yourself before we get started, if you haven't already.

[She gestures with her own taser.]

If nothing else, this should dissuade any snakes that have gotten hungry overnight.

[whitemoontiger]

R-Right! I just have to get one of those and we should be good.

[ There was one in his room earlier so maybe he should get that. ]

I'll be right back, then.

[ He runs back to his room, rifles through his amenity kit again and takes out the taser. Once he has this, he goes back to where Beatrice is. ]

There. I'm good to go now. I've... never had to use one of these before now, though.

[handsoffmysprite]

Use one of...what?

[Sorry if you didn't hear Hex come in, she...moves remarkably quietly by default, given her heels.]

I've never seen something like that before this past second.

[awitchdidit]

Tom Swift's amazing Electric Rifle, of course! Also known as a taser. They're all over this plane for some reason. I assume they're commonplace here in the future.

[whitemoontiger]

[ Atsushi lets off a small yelp of surprise as he hadn't heard Hex come up so he just has a small heart attack in that moment she spoke up. ]

Gah--! Yeah... they must be if they have them equipped on the planes. Especially since they have them in the little amenity kits in our rooms.

[ Yeah he's got this. He's getting calmer now. This is cool. That just meant more of them were alright. ]

[handsoffmysprite]

Ooooh, an energy weapon! Those always were fun little toys...even if I wouldn't need them if I had my Viral powers.

[...Speaking of powers, her mask sure did just change in the split second it was obscured by her hand.]

[awitchdidit]

[Beatrice honestly approves of all the masks around here.]

Oho, I wouldn't need one either if I had my usual complement of lovely assistants. Vinea is a nice little demon, but he lacks the...self-defense power of the Stakes of Purgatory.

[As his name is mentioned, Beatrice's imp-thingy familiar comes out from under the cabinets where he was looking for baked goods, curious if he's needed.]

[whitemoontiger]

[ It was still slightly unnerving to know this woman was essentially a computer virus but hey. He made to speak up after that but jumped a bit when the little imp popped out from under the cabinets. ]

A d-demon?! Where... how is tha... he here?

[awitchdidit]

I summoned him. You did read the part about how I was a Witch, right? Apparently the "power" I am alotted here is a lesser version of my normal abilities, a single imp rather than a coterie of channeled demons.

[Vinea waves.]

1/2

[handsoffmysprite]

Oh yes, we do have other powers now, don't we? But I'm not quite sure what mine are yet. It's nothing familiar, at any rate.

[handsoffmysprite]

But I do love surprises.

[whitemoontiger]

Ah.. r-right. I did but... I uh... hadn't thought this would still be possible for a power.

[ Awkwardly he waves back at Vinea before looking back to Hex and remembers then what the Captain had said to him yesterday. ]

I... think I know what your power is o-or have an idea of what it is, Miss Hexadecimal.

[handsoffmysprite]

There's no need to be so formal.

[She waves a hand dismissively.]

But oooh, what is it?

[whitemoontiger]

I... well... When I spoke with the Captain after the Minigame announcement? He pretty much implied you can listen to the dead.

[ That's what he picked up on from what the Captain had said to him but he didn't know how well it would work. ]

[handsoffmysprite]

Listen to the dead, hmm? That could be useful, especially with how many...what do you Users call what's left when you stop processing?

[whitemoontiger]

Death?

[ Either way, he looks a bit pensive before shaking his head. ]

It'd be crazy, but useful, yeah. I mean if you could hear something the dead had said or anything... i'd almost want to be selfish and ask about...

[ He wants to say Dazai but he can't say it yet. ]

[handsoffmysprite]

No, not what you call it when you actually stop processing. What's left. Programs just dissolve into whatever energy is left in them when they're deleted.

[awitchdidit]

[Speak With Dead is an almost cheatingly good spell for a scenario with murder happening, but Beatrice has other questions first.]

Bodies, corpses, mortal shells, cadavers...there's a surprisingly large number of words for something most people aren't comfortable talking about. What do you call the physical form you inhabit, Ms. Hexadecimal? Normally or currently.

[whitemoontiger]

Right. Yeah. Bodies would be the word to use...

[ Looking a bit bothered by this talk, Atsushi shook his head then, looking toward Hex as that question was asked. He kind of wanted to know the answer to this as well. ]