week 7 - investigation

[vicedirector]

seven vices case 7 - investigation ♫ friday On Friday morning, the loss of the motive isn't terribly noticeable. As there were no mental effects this week, and everyone had taken their envelopes to at least destroy them, it's almost impossible to tell that something is off. Unless of course you're getting up in the wee hours. Perhaps just to go to the bathroom? Whatever your reason, though, something is noticeably wrong--the power is out. >Investigate? cast setting

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[crazily]

[ There's no comment to the first part, since Break doesn't actually care about that too much at this point for obvious reasons. He shakes his head, but it's just at the offer for Rhys to take the head. ]

It's fine. It's my responsibility more than anyone else here.

[ He wraps the head up a little more securely, though he does falter slightly as he does so. ]

But let's find Miata if we can, at least. I'm not sure what to do either, but I agree that I can't simply leave him here and wait for tomorrow.

[jackhole]

[ rhys isn't sure what to do after that but he does reach out a hand -- the flesh hand -- to squeeze break's shoulder in solidarity and moves to follow him wherever he goes. ]

We can take it back to his room if, uhm. If need be. I guess. I don't know.

[ and then he just goes quiet because he doesn't really know how to talk about having gilbert's head with them just so it's not left alone. this is way, way more than he expected to deal with today. in a small mumble as they walk, probably loud enough for break to hear though: ]

She has to know what to do with it...

[crazily]

[ The squeeze of his shoulder seems to surprise him somewhat, and there's a moment where it seems like Break is unsure of what he's supposed to express. But after an awkward moment's hesitation, his gaze drifts away, and he nods. ]

If she doesn't, that will work well enough. There's never been a problem with the bodies leaving before, so... This should be no different.

[ Though, still. The weight in his hands feels incredibly heavy, even though it's not. He tries to forget that it's Gilbert's head that he's carrying, and he nods to the cane leaning against whatever he leaned it up against. ]

Will you carry that for me, at least? Leaving that lying around is a poor idea, and I trust you to carry it.