FIRST INVESTIGATION

[bathymetric]

To say this week has been intense is, generally, an understatement. Friday dawns like any other day. Some of you may have guessed that something like this would happen. It's not a difficult assumption to make, considering what's at stake. Mayor Fontaine has come forward with clear intent, and maybe expecting twenty-five people to stay strong against it is too much. Or maybe not! You never know!

...For those of you not entirely convinced, however, those visible traces of blood in the elevator might speak differently.

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[fuckingguy]

[ After staying up way too late to attend the tea party, Nandor has actually slumbered through the night for once! And when he wakes up... ]

Oh! I have more tokens!

[ And out he goes in his tie-dye shirt and jeans to cash them in! Except then, you know... the elevator car comes. And it opens. And his mouth waters. ]

... Shit.

[ This is not a good scene for him, so he's going to do what he does best: run back into suite 1 and start yelling and banging down doors. ]

[howveryglib]

[he was just getting up to start the Morning Routine what is this…]

…

Nandor. What is amiss.

[he will remain calm but man! does he have to try and remember the basics of cqc]

[fuckingguy]

[ ADMITTEDLY, HE DOESN'T KNOW SHIT but when has this ever stopped him before in his life ]

Blood in the elevator. I came back, you know, just to check and see if anyone in here was murdered, since that is probably why it's there.

[howveryglib]

…

I see. I had hoped this was not inevitable.

[but it was, in fact, inevitable…]