THIRD INVESTIGATION

[faentasy]

INVESTIGATION III

Some days are long and some days are short. If this wasn't the third week of your stay, perhaps you might think that exhaustion had crept in from Wednesday's nights activities. But you know better than that by now.

Consciousness comes to you groggily, perhaps uncomfortably depending where you were when sleep suddenly took hold of you. While the world stands on the verge of awakening as the horizon blazes with a fiery glow, the sky remains a navy blue where you are.

The time is 5:00 AM. You could return to your slumber, but do you really think third time's the charm?

((OOC NOTE: Investigation is open until 10PM EST.))

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[gemuinemanagement]

[PLEASE HAVE JUST FALLEN ASLEEP THERE AND BE JUST FINE

Who... who is it.]

[faentasy]

[Well, their top half is slightly floating as they remain face-down with their head in the water, with the positions of their limbs a little unclear because they seem to be swathed in a bunch of white cloth.

Black hair fans around them in the water.]

[gemuinemanagement]

[Oh no oh no oh no.

Carefully, Suga's going to try to lift their head up out of the water.]

[faentasy]

[Lightly submerged in the shallow depths of the fountain, white cloth clings to their body like an elegant dress, the 'hem' drifting almost ethereally with each small push and pull of the waves. Eyes that once shone with compassion now remain serenely shut as strands of long black hair continue to drift around them, evoking the image of a sleeping beauty that simply has yet to awaken--that is, if it wasn't for the small bit of foam that extrudes from their nose and mouth. Equally undeniable are the pale pink splotches that dye the cloth and the way the ruddiness of their face resembles something more akin to bruising than to signs of life.

And just like that, the illusion is broken: in the same way that kind eyes quickly gave way to ones that gleamed with the keenness of a blade, there's a facet to this image that you can no longer ignore no matter how much one may wish for it.

Because while roses may have their thorns, even sharpened briars cannot stay the hands of one so determined to pluck their blooms.

Yor Forger is dead.]

[gemuinemanagement]

[.................ah.

He shouldn't move the body - shouldn't move Yor. He knows that. He should leave her as he found her. But his hands won't move.

He stays there, frozen, cradling her head, tears running down his face.]

[hellochildren]

[He's making his way out of the lodgings when he sees Suga. 'It would be wise to greet him,' the parrot thinks. Assure he's doing better from last week's tragedy.

He lands on the man's shoulder before noticing the body in the fountain.]

Who...

[And then...it happens again. Those feelings. Pains in Pericles' chest.

And he stares. He has no idea what to say.]

[gemuinemanagement]

[Pericles is here. He should say something to him. He needs to let go of Yor to write anything to him.

Slowly, gently, he lets her back into the water where she was, and pulls out his memo pad from his pocket. His handwriting is shaky.]

Pericles
I can't be the one to look her over
So please

[hellochildren]

[Even after Pericles reads the note, he has trouble finding the right words to say. His mind is just...blank.

But before a minute can pass, the parrot nods as his face hardens.]

I understood. You search elsevhere if you are capable.

[He flutters off the man's shoulder, landing on the edge of the fountain.]

I will take care of zis.

[gemuinemanagement]

[Searching. Right. He can do that.

He picks a random building to head to, one that's a little bit away so that he can maybe clear his head first - is the candy factory okay?]

[hellochildren]

[As he's leaving, Suga might hear the Professor mumble something to the body in the fountain.]

I will claw zere eyes out for you, Frau Forger.

[gemuinemanagement]

[Honestly, he's valid?]