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[strangerpeople]

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[Good morning, Strangers.

How do you all feel today? Sad? Confused? Worried? Well, that's not the Hosts' problem. You guys are the ones being stubborn and obstinate, after all. In any case, it's time for all of you to get up and start moving.

It's Friday. Maybe you'll luck out and everyone's alive. But there's only one way to find out.]

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HOUSE 6

[strangerpeople]

[unwittingking]

[Okay, he's already here, and there is no way he's letting another kid deal with a body, so...let's just get this over with.

So how's Akira looking, other than dead?]

EVIDENCE (part of body)

[strangerpeople]

[A bit banged up. His chest is bloody from the gaping wound.]

[unwittingking]

[Woof

Okay, he's not exactly a coroner, but this shouldn't be too hard, right? Main thing he needs to check...

What's the shape of the wound like? And where, specifically, is it? Can he tell if this is his gunshot wound is what I'm saying.]

EVIDENCE (part of body)

[strangerpeople]

[Yes, there is no way to see the chest wound as anything but a gunshot wound. One from close range at that.]

[unwittingking]

[So he also gets to smell burned flesh most likely. This is a fantastic day.

Okay, Celeb's looking over his face, so what about the shoulder? What's up there?]

[strangerpeople]

[EEEEEEyup.

It’s not obvious. He may have to undress Akira.]

[unwittingking]

[…the day he undresses a dead child is the day he declares his love for Duke Cayenne.

Instead, he's just going to move his shirt a bit to try and see what's going on there. Mosre difficult, but less disturbing.]

EVIDENCE

[strangerpeople]

[He will find it to be a bruise.]

[unwittingking]

[Yeah, figures, since he had to move his shirt to see it.

Okay, then there's only one other thing to look at, right? The forearm injury? Or is there something else here that everyone missed because dead body?]

EVIDENCE (part of body)

[strangerpeople]

[Well, it’s also a bruise.

Congrats, you have...uh, scouted the body out. Probably should check around it too, if only to get the gross smell out of your sensitive doggo nostrils.]

[unwittingking]

[He's going to the showers after the trial to get rid of it. Any soap smell is better than this...

Alright, he's just going to do a general look around of the place. Anything here that isn't the body? Like maybe a written apology from the culprit? Or are they not that lucky?]

EVIDENCE

[strangerpeople]

[No apologies, but there is a bloody knife nearby.]

[katzenpfote]

[There are people who are distressed, so he can take care of this instead.]

[What’s up with the face wound?]

EVIDENCE (Part of body)

[strangerpeople]

[The wound looks like a cut with burn marks on his cheek.]

[katzenpfote]

[Great, someone will probably blame this on him.]

[With his... Er. Knowledge of fire. Can he tell what kind of flames these might be? A scald, a direct flame, something else... ?]

[strangerpeople]

[It seems more akin to a rug burn-the type you get as a result of friction from something rubbing against you very fast.

It’s obviously not from a rug of course. But the principle is the same basic thing.]

[katzenpfote]

[Well King has the chest, so let’s examine that arm wound, starting near the wrist.]

EVIDENCE (part of body)

[strangerpeople]

]Its a bruise.]

[incendiarize]

[Okay. Breathe. Calm down. Let the others handle the physical investigating. There's something only he can do.

For all the good it's done before...

He tucks himself by the house, hopefully out of the way, and focuses on the past. Two of them... Nanaki and Akira. He'd never actually spoken to the bird(?)-man.

Okay, see the past. Brace himself. See the murder. Akira first.]

[katzenpfote]

[Caleb pauses a moment to put his hand on Arthur’s shoulder.]

[unwittingking]

[He's not getting up yet, but King's looking over with a bit of concern.]

[beguiledcard]

[ It's dark, it's late... but neither of those are the main focus. As might be expected, pain is.

It feels, quite literally, like his entire chest has been set on fire, but that's fading pretty fast, at least. The more the seconds tick by, there's only a feeling that somehow manages to be weightless, heavy, and cold all at once.

To combat the looming feeling of regret and guilt, there's a focus on relief. Just... relief.

It's only him, right? So maybe it'll be fine, in the end. ]

[incendiarize]

[Everything goes black, and then he's back. He's himself again. Gasping and choking, like he's just been pulled out from under cold water, trembling, tears budding in his eyes, but he's quiet and can feel Caleb's hand on his shoulder.

Nod bad...in terms of experience. In terms of usefulness, he got basically nothing.]

Dammit...

[He can....he can always try again, try to get a little more. It might not work, but he can try. For now, there's more to do.

It's Nanaki's turn.]

AREA CLEAR

[strangerpeople]