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Vice Director ([personal profile] vicedirector) wrote in [community profile] sevenvices2016-02-26 06:26 pm
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week 2 - investigation

seven vices case 2 - investigation





friday

On Friday morning, everyone will wake up with all of their crippling paranoia gone. Or, well, as much as they had before coming here (looking at you, Inaba). Anyone heading out into the lobby will notice that the mirror is gone.

And that can only mean one thing.


>Investigate?



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hopefragment: (side glance)

[personal profile] hopefragment 2016-02-27 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
[OOP WAIT can't move on yet, gotta pick up this mug at the faint whiff of something weird, cautiously picking up it up try to place the smell.

Here Clover, want to sniff the spoon? He offers it to her as if this is completely normal.]


I guess, but don't you think this one smells kind of weird?

[Just... not answering whether or not everyone is okay. There's no way.]
fourleafcleaver: (get your teeth round this open wide)

[personal profile] fourleafcleaver 2016-02-27 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
[Her face goes right from sad frowning to scrunched up in confusion to scrunched up in distaste, like, a second at a time. She isn't awake enough to make rude comments about his social gracelessness.]

I guess? [SNIFF SNIFF] Yeah, actually. Like—I dunno. Definitely nothing I'd be drinking. Definitely not coffee.
hopefragment: ((unsure))

[personal profile] hopefragment 2016-02-27 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
I don't know, but... we'd better make sure these don't get washed by mistake.

[Just in case, he shoves the mug into his jacket pocket. Look, he thought he might have to go outside, let him wear his coat first thing in the morning.

He does hesitate, though, lips twisting in an uncertain grimace.]


But... yeah. I hope everyone's okay, too. I really do.
fourleafcleaver: (but if you're troubled and hurt)

[personal profile] fourleafcleaver 2016-02-27 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
Oh. Ohh! [It takes her a second. She's dumping more sugar into her next cup of coffee as she speaks.] Good thinking. [She takes a few tiny slurping sips, puts the coffee mug down, and starts dumping cream in it.]

I'm glad you're all right, anyway. [SLUUUUURRRRP] Who else could I count on to shove weird-smelling used silverware in my face?

[clover no that was so close to being nice]