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15strangers2017-06-02 12:08 pm
strangerpeople) wrote in 15strangers2017-06-02 12:08 pm
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The Second Victim
[It was getting unbearable. The illness, the stress, the threat of death, either by oneself or by another. The worry about finding a cure for a disease that, in this comparatively primitive world, might not even exist outside of the Depths.
However, on Friday morning - or what the Titled could at least conceive as Friday - all the Titled will wake up with the remnants of a very soothing sensation in their throats. Cool and at the same time almost burning, like someone had dropped liquid menthol down their throat while they were sleeping.
They will also find something else, especially if they had been infected: their perception of time is back to normal. Which means one of two things. One of the Titled actually managed to create the potion needed to cure the disease, or...the Titled might have an Inquisition looming on the horizon.
There is only one way to find out.
((OOC: Just a reminder that, due to the nature of the motive this week, there may be references to self-harm and suicide, along with other possible triggers, during this Inquisition, including during the Investigation, and that potentially triggering comments should (and comments by the mods will) be given a trigger heading on those comments.))]]
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Futaba is screaming at the top of her lungs before she even realizes that's her voice coming out.]
No... no...! Not again...
[She's backing up towards the nearest wall.]
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Papyrus was on his way to the workshop to further work on his super battle body when he heard Futaba's screaming.
Oh shoot shoot shoot--]
FUTABA! I'M COMING!! I'M COMING!!!
[The Great Papyrus will save you!!]
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But no. No... this is Papyrus. Futaba takes a deep breath to steady herself before she faints or something-- but her legs do give out. She sits on them and tries to gather her bearings.
Still... she points to the forge. Her voice is shaky and she's rambling but--]
Someone... part of a body... the bone's still in there...
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Oh.
Oh. He sees the pile of ash, and...
Papyrus is immediately at Futaba's side to get a hold of her. To stand her up, if she needs it, or to just hold her if that's what she needs and wants.]
IT'S...IT'S OK. THEY'RE JUST FALLEN, FALLING DOWN. LIKE MONSTERS DO.
THAT'S ALL...
[It's the best frame of reference he has.]
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She appreciates the lengths he's going to in order to cheer her up, but she knows.]
But you're the only monster here, aren't you?
[Huh. Wait.]
...you're not missing any bones are you?
[What... what if it was just some mistake? Maybe he lost a bone when he was making his super battle body thing-- was that even possible? She doesn't know but her mind is clinging to that, with the hopes that somehow it's not another dead person.]
[1/2]
[...At that, he looks down at himself. Maybe he is missing a bo--]
[2/2]
......]
...NOT MISSING ANYTHING. SORRY...
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She nearly doubles over panting, but she's here.]
In-In the gardens... There's...
[Oh...]
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[And what looks to be flesh too, but...
Wait.
What?]
...in the gardens? ...What did you find in the gardens?
[Another piece of evidence? Was this starting all over again...?]
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[You're getting the shakiest smile. Everything's fine right, it's all just a joke, right?]
It's just an animal bone from the kitchen. Isn't it?
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T-The order 7s are already up. That... must be Ai Habara... that other little kid.
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[Well, um. Carry on then. He guesses.]
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I'll go make sure no one messes up the other one like last time then.
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Uh... right. That's a good idea.