FIFTH INVESTIGATION

[bathymetric]

Friday morning dawns like any other. There's no sharp indicator whether or not you've all managed to avoid this motive - nothing missing returned, or anything like that. You still have the photos of the Ideal Futures that Jack gave you. The hallway outside your rooms is again clear of bodies. The air is still, the ship quiet.

Still, you can't help the feeling that, well... why would this Friday be any different? You've been in this cycle for over a month now, after all. But... only one way to find out!

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[bathymetric]

[ The ice cream looks fine! The froyo, meanwhile...

Something's a little off there. ]

[ahelpingpaw]

[Well! A little off as in there's something buried inside, perhaps?]

[bathymetric]

[ Well, it looks like the charcoal froyo dispenser in particular has been tampered with. ]

[ahelpingpaw]

[Huh. The dark froyo, alright!

So! Tampered with...Filbo tries to dispense some dark froyo. Was the machine broken? Or perhaps modified to fulfill a purpose it normally doesn't have? Is all the charcoal froyo still in here?]

[bathymetric]

[ The froyo is still here! It just smells... kind of minty? Which it shouldn't, normally. ]

[ahelpingpaw]

I...I kinda wanna taste it...

[But he won't because that's an absolutely horrendous idea. Still, better take some to the trial. Filbo dispenses some of the charcoal froyo and says to Freyja and anyone else hanging out in the ice cream parlor]

I-I'm not taking a snack break, this is evidence. Don't...don't eat the froyo.

[Welp, while that is dispensing, may as well continue the investigation. Anything around here that's related to mint? Like bottles or containers or anything else out of place?]

[bathymetric]

[ Not left out, no. But there's definitely something else in this room, if you dig around in the right sort of way. ]

[ahelpingpaw]

[Well time to use the big ol' eyes he has and take a good look around, once he left the dispensed minty charcoal dark froyo aside.

The ice cream parlor's tools, perhaps? Like the scoopers and everything else. While he is not familiar with the contents of the ice cream parlor's objects, perhaps something will be visible at first sight]

[bathymetric]

[ The tools all look pretty clean and clear! ]

[ahelpingpaw]

[So, nothing else was used in terms of spoons or anything else, hm...

Cleaners. Perhaps those. Soaps and stuff needed to keep the dispensers and tools on top shape. Maybe there?]

[bathymetric]

[ Not in the cleaning area, but... the trash nearby looks disturbed? ]

[ahelpingpaw]

[Awesome! Filbo just stares at the trash for a moment. If there's nothing immediately off with the trashcan on the outside nor there's a reason not to, he just...tips it over with a foot to throw it all on the floor.

Not his ship, it'll be cleaned anyway, there's a murder trial incoming and frankly he's pretty upset because Decus and Plumeria died, doing this is a little cathartic.

Anything buried in the trash?]

[bathymetric]

[ Looks like, buried under a little trash, someone has squirreled away an empty bottle of wintergreen essential oils from the spa! ]

[ahelpingpaw]

I guess this explains it, but why hide it...?

[Welp, he's taking that too. Bam, bottle of essential oil acquired, and this time it wasn't used to set fires! Alright!

Anything else he should note about the ice cream parlor? No used bowls for froyo, no spoons, nothing that indicates the contents of the froyo were eaten recently?]

[bathymetric]

[ Nothing outside of normal use of the room, nope! ]