unknownseas | WEEK 7

Another Saturday gone and just like that you wake on Sunday, down five of your number. The largest dent taken out of you at once so far - it's surely noticeable, the head count being cut by a third. Almost enough to make you wonder how many of you will even be left by the next motive or two. Surely this isn't a sustainable rate for body counts to increase... right?

There's a new and, it looks like, final wing of the building to explore, bringing everything full circle. Maybe you'll get some more answers to some of the questions and mysteries of this place there - or at least, you can certainly hope for them. Time to turn your investigative eyes towards one last batch of rooms, who knows what you might find?

Angel remains around at night, her appearances much more common now that... well, she's certainly seen a downtick in necessary surveillance work, hasn't she? The app giving you a line to The Professor remains open, and well... whatever's going on with that ouija in the library continues to happen! You're not suffering from a shortage of leads, at least, even as things get more bizarre.

Something's going to have to give here, eventually. Right?

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[ ooc: Welcome to your last player case week! AC is over here, regains as always are over here, and... well, enjoy! After this we get to take our big turn towards the Serious. ]

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Wow, some people have all the luck. [ Though, uh. The sight of Della with a sword bigger than she is is pretty funny! And... ]

Oh, hey. I think this is mine.

[ Rin says, extremely casually, as she picks up the assault rifle. ]

[ Tapping the vending machine...lightly, with the sword. ]

I guess the thing likes me. Apparently. [ A moment. She looks at what Rin picks up. ] ...Yeah. Yeah, that tracks.

[ Rin checks the clip, because of course she does. ]

Empty, though. Damn. Oh well, I guess that means I'm sticking with this thing for a couple more weeks.

[ Oh yeah, have I mentioned she still carries that stupid machete-shotgun wherever she goes? ]

[ Of course she does. Della actually laughs, a little sharp and surprised. ]

You...just keep doing you, Rin.

That's how I've gotten by so far, so I don't see any reason to stop now.

[ She says this, but then she steps forward, past Della, until she's. Well, the vending machine clearly doesn't have eyes, but Rin is staring at it like it has a gaze to meet. ]

Do you think this thing, you know... Actually likes you?

[ She's still thinking about the ouija session earlier... ]

[ Ah... Well, Della gently moves the sword down, so it's...laying on the ground. It's so unique... She's going to have to see if it belongs to anyone here, and...keep it safe, should the owner already have passed on.

She glances up and shrugs, before realize Rin's more focused on the vending machine than her. ]

Honestly? No clue. If it likes me, ya know, it'd stop giving me all kinds of weapons, 'cause in this environment, I don't really take that as a compliment. Buuut...either way, there's no harm in talking to the thing.

Isn't it? Maybe it just wants to make sure you stay safe.

[ This could almost be a joke, if the idea of the vending machine being alive didn't unsettle Rin to the extent that it does! ]

I'm just curious if it has the capacity to, you know, do that. If it's... conscious.

[ A joke from Rin... Almost unimaginable! ]

...Honestly? I don't have a clue. It's really possible that it is, and we just can't comprehend something like it.

[ Rin reaches up to poke the front of the machine, just a little prod with the tip of a finger. ]

When I tried to hack it... You should have felt it. The whole room got cold, and I could feel eyes on my back until I left...

[ Apparently, Rin has overcome a lot of fears over the course of her life, but the paranormal isn't one of them. ]

That kinda weird, inexplicable creature, huh... [ Della walks closer, also tapping the vending machine. ] I guess it didn't like being hacked.

That's the weirdest part, actually. It didn't work. Not the way it didn't work on the elevator control, but... It was like there was nothing there.

Well...you can only hack technology, right? Maybe it's not tech.

Well, yeah. If it isn't a piece of technology, there'd be nothing to hack.

But if that is the case, then what is it? That's my question.

There's many different things in the world. Could be some sort of...eldritch creature, a previously undiscovered cryptid... Hey, maybe it's just as simple as a living vending machine!

[ della how is that simple. ]

If it was "just" a living vending machine, it'd still have circuitry. Unless you mean it has, like... meat parts inside?

[ Rin is tragically not up enough on her pop culture to come up with the idea of vending machine mimic. ]

Well, yeah, it could.

[ sometimes, when you travel the world, you see some things, ]

Okay. Just as long as we're on the same page.

[ She doesn't doubt it!! ]

Maybe there's something like a heartbeat...

[ Della gets a bit closer, under the pretense of...listening for something, putting her ear to the vending machine. But, she pulls a hand out of her pocket where there's a crumpled piece of paper. She glances at Rin, deliberately. ]

Gimme a hand?

[ Rin raises her eyebrows, but comes to Della's side with barely a question. ]

Yeah, what is it?

Just wanted a second opinion.

[ She says this while shuffling a little closer. So she can slip that piece of paper toward Rin. The only writing visible should say Report.

Just as promised, here it is. The ammunition to get Angel fired. ]

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