THE SECOND INVESTIGATION

[strangerpeople]

THE SECOND INVESTIGATION
(~SK. 10)


[It is freezing. The temperature? Who knows at this point.

Today is a day for blankets and whatever you can grab to keep yourself warm. It truly seems like there is a winter without end, and that eventually everything will wither and die, including you. So bitter. So harsh. So cruel.

It's not fair. Then again, didn't Zero say life isn't fair? Well, Zero isn't freezing his butt off. Really, it's just too cold on the ship to do much of anything outside of keeping warm. Like, say, murder.



Right? Well. There's only one way to find out. So, what are the Strangers doing as they wake up shivering on this cold, cold day, which may or may not be a Friday according to the calendar?]

Comments

[pegasinister]

No. What if, say, it was Aoi? Or one of those here you've come to care for? If the culprit has a convincing sob story? Can you stand steady in the face of that option?

[exequte]

[She doesn't quite flinch under the question, though there is an air of that in her before she looks back up at him, expression bleak and set, and finally looks away, back towards the body.]

It wasn't an accident, this time. And I don't think it was Aoi, when Zero isn't requiring that he attend the trial. He... he would have been the hardest.

But... yes. I think so.

[pegasinister]

I see. There is no stepping off of this bloody path once you have chosen it. But if you are steadfast in this, I will support you.

[exequte]

[She gives him a watery smile for that, and stands on tiptoe to give him a hug, and it's more of a proper hug this time, rather than simply clinging.]

Thank you, Hubert.

[pegasinister]

[... and he actually hugs back. As stiff as expected of him, but an attempt is made]