THE THIRD VICTIM

[strangerpeople]

THE THIRD VICTIM

[A week has passed. Food supply is starting to get low, despite the group's best efforts. It's only a matter of time before the food runs out or becomes more difficult to procure. Not to mention the trash that has been accumulating since the beginning of the week, with no one changing or cleaning it up. Not exactly the healthiest environment.

And, as the day dawns, there is - unfortunately - that very worrisome feeling that something is very, very wrong. It's quiet. Too quiet. The feeling of being watched has increased tenfold.

And there is a smell in the air, even above the garbage, as people step into the second floor hallway.]

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YOLO PETSITTING

[poorlovefool]

[After Eric has run out of every other excuse to run out of the room, he takes Gab and Sisi to the Conservatex to finally get their walkies. And break off some sticks from the fallen branches to play fetch.

They have been good boys.]

[defriendestration]

HEY, ERIC??

CAN I ASK A QUESTION?

[poorlovefool]

A question...? What is it?

[defriendestration]

CAN YOU GET THE DOGS TO LET GO OF MY BONES???

[poorlovefool]

[Oh, right. He probably needs those. But...]

You want me to take it back from them...? They look so happy, though.

[He'll try though. Eric reaches for a bone and Sisi just GRRRRRRRRRRRs at him]

[defriendestration]

PLEEEEEASE? I WANT MY BONES BACK!!

[poorlovefool]

All right, don't whine! Jeez-

[Pot, meet kettle. Anyway, Eric is now in a tug-of-war with Sisi who is GRRRRRing emphatically.]

C'mon, you overdressed mutt, don't be a little jerk.

[GRRRR. But Eric manages to yoink it, and thoughtlessly tosses it back to Papyrus, which might just make the dog want to follow it but oops]

[defriendestration]

[He catches!....Oh no the dogs are chasing him.]

NYEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEEEEEH!!

[AAAAAAAAH]

[poorlovefool]

Oh shit -

[Eric catches up to Sisi and scoops him up - at least he had short legs and can't jump that high. Gab continues to chase Papyrus but Gab is old and slow and it's more of a trot.]

My bad!

[The dog is trying to wrestle away. Unhand him, you ruffian.]

[defriendestration]

MINE!! THESE ARE MINE!!

[LEAVE HIS ATTACK BONES ALONE YOU CRAZY CREATURES!!]

[poorlovefool]

[Gab gives him the sad doggy stare.... even though you can't see his eyes.]

[defriendestration]

[NO BAD DOG He's so glad there are only two dogs in this place right???]

[zephyranthe]

[Eh... let's say this is after she's finished investigating.]

Don't you have anything better to do?

[Like seriously bro?? There's some dead people around and that is a little concerning?]

[poorlovefool]

[He knows. He's had enough of dead bodies.]

I was running messages for Rubedo and Killua, but they didn't need me to anymore. And these guys were running around...

[Better to keep their paws out of the crime scenes.]

[zephyranthe]

[Well, fair enough??]

Yeah, I guess it'd be bad if they decided to pee all over the bodies.

[poorlovefool]

... Pretty much.

[His shoulders drop.]

I don't know how much more of this I can take.

[zephyranthe]

[He's pretty much the only one left of them who's literally just a regular civilian, huh...]

Hang in there.

[How do you comfort people uhhh]

At least we killed a dragon last week. [So. Progress??]

[poorlovefool]

[After seeing that fancy gear Futaba had, Eric is strongly suspecting he was the only normal civilian to begin with.]

Yeah, I guess. But now there's an invisible lady...

[zephyranthe]

Hmm. Help me bring some dirt to the trial.

[Look. It makes sense to her.]

[poorlovefool]

Dirt?

[...Well, there's plenty at their feet. He scoops some up thoughtfully.]

I think I get it...

[They could sprinkle it all over the floor to see if mysterious footprints appear?! ...Wait, his pockets probably don't hold that much.]

[zephyranthe]

[That was along the lines of what she was thinking. Either that or scattering it in the air to see if it settles on someone.]

It's the best shot we have without any other equipment. Can't hurt. I don't think some people are gonna care if we dirty up some dresses anyways.

[Considering like. Only her and Futaba are left of the girls and Fie definitely doesn't give a shit.]

[poorlovefool]

Heck. Even if it was a big deal, there's stuff to make more.

[He'll sew you a dress Fie!! It would be cute. But anyway, he might as well help her with her plan. He can't be punished just for picking up some dirt, he thinks.]

You're really smart, you know that?

[zephyranthe]

[Gosh... is Eric gonna be everyone's fashion designer!! Maybe he should meet Crow.

Anyways, she'll be grabbing a shovel and loosening up the dirt. The compliment is unexpected, though??]

I'm just used to analyzing enemies and their weaknesses, that's all. Pretty sure Emma and Jusis could do better at making a strategy.