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[vicedirector]

Who: Sadie, Alisha, and Gilbert
What: spinmerightround.mp3
When: Week 7, Friday morning

[ something something 80's classics and murder ]

Comments

time2party like its 1980

[stupidly]

[GOOD MURDER MORNING, WORLD.

Gilbert's usually up around or before 5, so this is no different than usual. The only deviation is that today, on this fine Murder Friday, he's decided to take a quick trot down the hall after getting dressed just in case there are any further explosions or bloody corpses hanging out on the stairs having a good time. It's meant to be just a short check, of course, since Gilbert's a paranoid mess who sticks to Team Shady like super glue on Thursdays - but NATURALLY things won't be unrolling that way today. Instead of seeing any sad bodies when he peeks down the stairs, there's a familiar and miraculously still-living person!]

—Alisha?

[princessantly]

[ Short checks in order for everyone today-- but after having stayed the night with three other people, the last thing Alisha had wanted was to disturb any of them, and she'd needed to clear her head anyway.

She blinks now, glancing up towards him, before offering a sheepish smile. ]

Good morning, Gilbert.

[stupidly]

[A little nod back in greeting! He'll make his way down, walking carefully.]

Good morning. Er - I hope you slept well...?

[Does anyone ever sleep well on murdernight though.]

[princessantly]

I-- yes, surprisingly. [ She may be a little pink, but then she clears her throat. ]

I thought about checking briefly to see if anything was out of place-- did you have the same idea? [ Well, now she won't have to go back and wake up the others, because she's not alone anymore! ]

[stupidly]

[Alisha please don't shack up with aliens...

But yay, the power of two! Good work, Team Safety. Gilbert nods a little in response, glancing back up the stairs toward the top floor.]

I did. Well, I was going to just take a look, but-- [Alisha was here!] We could look together then, if you want. ...Break has been sleeping even less than usual here, so I'd rather let him rest a little longer if possible. We can go back when we're done.

[princessantly]

He still hasn't been able to rest enough...? [ She'd been concerned about that... even as she frowns, she nods. ]

Yes, let's do that. Hopefully it shouldn't take long.

[ To the kitchen (very cautiously)??

also wow it was innocent shacking how dare ]

[stupidly]

[Maybe it shouldn't have been tbh EVERYONE KNOWS THE VIRGINS DIE FIRST-- Ah, and here we have two prime sacrifices.]

He doesn't normally, but I think it's been harder for everyone here.

[THE STRUGGLE... But he'll nod in response to that! TO THE KITCHEN (very cautiously). Though partway there, Gilbert pauses, nose wrinkling a little.]

...Do you smell something?

[princessantly]

Something... burning--

... What?! [ HOLD ON WHO LEFT FOOD ON THE STOVE, she's going to turn that off like a sensible alarmed person. ]

[stupidly]

Do you think that means...

[SOMEONE'S PROBABLY ALREADY DEDA...

While she's checking the stove, he steps back to the door to look around, but nothing seems immediately amiss.]

[princessantly]

Let's not... jump to conclusions just yet. Someone could have been absentminded... or heard something...

[ But Alisha doesn't look all that convinced. ]

[stupidly]

It's never that easy around here...

[He'll just be the gloomy gus here and point that out. UGH... But with the stove off and nothing dangerous in the area, he'll start out toward the hall.]

We should look around. [TIME TO GO TRIGGER A BODY DISCOVERY ugh.] Be on your guard, though. That food wasn't too burnt, so whoever made it couldn't have been missing for long.

[princessantly]

Hold on, then-- [ she's going to grab her spear, leaning helpfully against the counter, before she follows him out into the hallway. ]

If it only just happened... there's still a chance we can prevent a murder.

[ And then there doesn't have to be a trial and stuff and she and Gilbert can go back upstairs before anyone worries. ]

[stupidly]

If it only just happened, the killer is likely still out here. That should be our priority.

[BUT, ONWARD!! Time to scout the premises!! Which probably won't take long considering the pool is to the left of the stairs and all, and there's some water outside.]

—Starting here might be a good idea.

[Steppin' on in front of Alisha to get the door though, just in case.]

[princessantly]

[ Thanks, Gilbert, you're a pal, making sure our heroically reckless princess doesn't do anything dumb like running into a burning building (again).

... Except when they step in, and she moves past him, her eyes are instantly drawn to the motionless figure in the pool. Her breath catches in her throat, and logically, she knows that it's likely not going to be a salvageable situation, but someone is (presumably) in danger, and so--

Off go the boots, the spear clatters to the floor, and in she goes.

She is going to regret this the instant she touches the water. ]

[stupidly]

[Two reckless morons apparently doesn't equal out to one sensible person in the end! It's just double the recklessness!! Because logically, Gilbert knows this is the part where he should turn around and scramble for help, raise an alarm, something, because the killer could still be around--]

Alisha, wait—!!

[But he reacts on instinct instead, rushing in after her even though she's already flung her boots and spear aside and is diving right on in. HOT DAMN.]

[princessantly]

[ Hopefully Gilbert isn't about to dive after her-- because it becomes immediately apparent that this was a Bad Idea. The moment her skin meets the water, there's a high-pitched noise, too choked and cut short to be a proper scream. White-hot pain follows, and then a near-immediate numbness, and Alisha realizes two things in that instant.

1. This was a trap.
2. She's probably never going to open her eyes again after this.

But even as the thought crosses her mind, the shock does the rest, and she loses her grip on her consciousness before she can even try to warn Gilbert to run. Or ask him to tell Faize she's sorry, or even say "ow".

What a morning. ]

[stupidly]

[Gilbert is not about to dive in after her! Which is about the only plus of this morning, honestly. Of course, the second he hears that sound, he comes to the same conclusion - a trap.

Of course.

Of course.

And Alisha is either dead or unconscious, and Gilbert is almost reckless enough to try reaching in after her out of reflexive fear, but-- No. He needs to get help. He doesn't even stop to identify the body already in the pool (or realize that it's a fake); he's just quick to turn so that he can head back for the door and call for anyone near enough to hear, already opening his mouth to yell—]

[earie]

[ There's a change of plans. Sadie had expected maybe one person to get up this early, but two? She can hear them talking and she has only seconds left to figure out how to deal with this.

So she hides and watches her plan actually work (thanks, late night Dateline shows), then grabs the weight she'd been planning to use for the drowning. It comes down easily on his head, but it definitely wasn't enough to kill him. Now she has two unconscious bodies and it occurs to her that she's way too obvious. This plan is as sloth and weak as it gets.

She struggles to drag Gilbert nearer to the pool and her eye catches on the spear that Alisha left. That'll make it easier. Not that she's ever used a spear before, she's not a caveman, so she just lifts it and brings the pointed end down hard. ]

[stupidly]

[And as his (awful) luck would have it, that increased durability kicks in just in time to not be helpful at all, instead simply ruining his chance at being granted a mercifully unconscious death. By the time she's done dragging him over to the pool and has the spear lifted, he stirs a little, cracking an eye open in time to watch the downward arc of a blade reflecting back on the water.

Which is, of course, the last thing he sees.]