Week 6

[bathymetric]

Good morning, New Rapture. A new day is dawning.

Another week at the bottom of the sea. You may start to mark the passage of time by the increasing number of people you seem to be bleeding each week - look how few of you there are now. Nearly half your number gone, and for what? The shadowy machinations of some madman? You've met some others, but they seem unable or unwilling to solve this problem for you. Time marches onwards.

In the abyss, New Rapture starts to wake. It's small things, for now - the lights of a building here and there, the flicker of a neon sign for some small business. The restoration of this city continues.

Speaking of this city, there's a new branch of your little slice of it to explore. It's certainly the most picturesque of the branches you've seen.

There's more to see and do, citizens of New Rapture. And hey, there's coins to get, too.



SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

[ ooc: Welcome to the sixth week of Unknown Seas Round 3! Please make sure to mark any investigation toplevels accordingly, post your ac, and you can reach either Mayor Fontaine or Eleanor for conversations! ]

Comments

[sastruga]

Oh, that should work.

May I?

[holding out her hand for the book]

[hotpaprika]

[He nods and hands it to her.]

If Fontaine gets upset I will vouch for you.

[sastruga]

Thanks.

[And then she just takes the book and

moves to yeet that thing at the window without another word]

[bathymetric]

[ Crash!!! The book blasts out the whole window. You're going to want to wear shoes, but you're in.

The first thing to rush out is the noise from the record player - Vivaldi, Mafuyu, since you know your music (and who doesn't know the Four Seasons?) - and the second is the heavily and thick scent of cigar smoke.

The chair in the other room, for the record, doesn't move. Hasn't noticed, maybe. ]

[honeyedtea]

You have a much stronger throwing arm than I expected...!

[ mafuyu so cool....... ]

[inaclearing]

[Well, he's the tallest here...]

It doesn't look like he's in there right now. I could give one of you a boost up, and you could unlock the door for the rest of us?

[He means the girls, sorry Jonathan but they are much lighter!]

[hotpaprika]

[Honestly he gets it the idea of being lifted by Brett would be awkward!]

[honeyedtea]

...

[ She sighs, as if a bit resigned. ]

So long as you're careful in being proper about it, I don't mind volunteering.

[inaclearing]

Of course.

[Mielle he's like twice your age and gay. Though he still seems sort of worried, now that we're actually getting to it.]

Be careful up there. If anything seems wrong, come back to the window. We'll catch you if we have to. [That said, he bends down.] Here, get up on my shoulders.

[honeyedtea]

They certainly can't go that much worse than they already are.

[ But fine. She gives Mafuyu's hand one last squeeze (because of course they were holding hands) and starts clambering up on Brett's back to reach the window. ]

[sastruga]

[absolutely they were holding hands and Mafuyu is reluctant about letting go, but there she go...]

Careful.

[inaclearing]

Steady?

[He'll wait for the affirmative before he lifts her up, hands careful around her ankles to keep her steady. Brett's not the strongest guy here by any means, but Mielle's tiny and he's already sort of feeling the adrenaline, so up we go!]

[honeyedtea]

[ Up she go! She's kind of spindly and weak but with Brett lifting her up, she's able to carefully make her way up onto the windowsill, doing her best to avoid any glass. Is there any imminent deadly danger before she goes and hops into the apartment? ]

[bathymetric]

[ Nope! I'll let you know right now actually that if she heads straight to the door? There's nothing but a slightly creaky floor between her and unlocking it for the others! ]

[honeyedtea]

[ Then she's gonna go straight for it, but not before hitting that squeaky floorboard and freezing like a deer in headlights. You bully her!!

It's perhaps understandable that she looks VERY stressed when she appears at the door to let the others in but is otherwise unharmed. ]

Hurry!

[sastruga]

[literally she is RUSHING past the boys so she can stand in front of Mielle

protecc...]

[inaclearing]

[Yep, right behind her!]

[hotpaprika]

[Jonathan rushes in himself, standing in front of the others in protection in case Fontaine tries anything.]

[bathymetric]

[ Welcome to the apartment, gang! There's plenty to look at in here - a record player, bookshelves, a desk, the kitchenette... Or there's the other room, where the chair still hasn't moved. ]

[inaclearing]

[gestures at the chair like what the fuck???]

[sastruga]

...Weird.

[it's whispered obviously but like

yeah what the fuck]

[honeyedtea]

Should we split up to investigate quicker?

[ She's speaking low enough that her voice hopefully won't carry to the other room. ]

[hotpaprika]

[Jonathan speaks in a similarly quiet voice.]

... The space is small enough, just as long as we keep in eyesight of each other.

[He's gonna make a beeline for the bookshelf.]

[sastruga]

[gonna just... check out that desk. moving quietly, of course, she'd just like to see what we got there]

[sastruga]

Good enough for this, at least.

[her expression's barely changed, but she looks happy somehow???]