FIRST INVESTIGATION

[whimsicalism]

INVESTIGATION

Reactions to the Principal’s last announcement Tuesday were certainly mixed. Can the Principal do as he says and bring a dangerous threat from everyone’s homes, eager for revenge? Whether he can or he can’t, a student who believed it to be possible could have easily taken him up on his offer and turned on another classmate. Of course, it could all be a lie–a story to scare children into behaving themselves. But can everyone take that risk?

With no weekend class events scheduled, Friday is perhaps the highlight of the school week. Just one more day, and it will be the weekend! Fun, friends, and excitement await!

… If only that excitement could carry over into Friday morning at Ira Academy. As students go about their mornings, they may drift into various areas of the school. It’s early enough that classes haven’t started yet.

What will you investigate?

HOW IT WORKS

While most folks have likely been through this song and dance before, here's a quick breakdown of how investigation runs at Castle W:

1. Post with your character indicating the area they're visiting this morning.
2. The mod journal will reply letting you know if the area is normal, if something might be a little off and you'll want to check back later, or if something's VERY off.
3. Once the something VERY has been uncovered, the discovery will be announced, and mods will post a comment highlighting the areas of the school that have clues and toplevels for these areas.
4. Tag into the toplevels for these areas if you'd like your character to look for clues there.

Have fun!

Comments

[bellabellabella]

[Hm, he may come back to that in a bit. It appears to be the dimensions of some kind of knife or scissors, then?

It's hard to judge much about the shape of the wound in these conditions, and so first he checks the rest of her body. Any sign of defense wounds on her hands or arms? Does she have blood under her fingernails, like she scratched her attacker?]

[whimsicalism]

[That probably is right, judging by the dimensions.

There's a gash along her arm that could have been defensive. There's no blood under her fingernails but they are dirty.]

[bellabellabella]

[Edward braces himself and finally takes a breath. The scent of the drying blood is thick in the air, but it is dead blood right now, and is not appealing. At least there is that.

I'm assuming that he won't smell anything more than Dylan did, however. Only blood, cool and congealing.

He does examine the gash carefully, looking for if the edges appear more torn, as if something pointy but not sharp was dragged across her skin to create it, or cut, like a sharp blade was used. He also looks at her fingertips. Are they dirty too? Does it look like she just had dirt from before under her fingernails or are her fingertips also dirty? Does it seem recent? Are any of those nails broken as if in a struggle?]

[cellpreservation]

[Noticing that.]

Are you okay?

[bellabellabella]

[His voice is tight with anger and control, but his movements don't change as he checks the body without significant change in that.]

No.

[After doublechecking everything he finally sits back, and vaguely realizes the blood has soaked into the legs of his pants. Another quiet note of awful.]

She knew what was happening, I think. Does that make this better or worse?

[cellpreservation]

[Not going to dwell on what it means that he's okay.]

...Maybe. It might mean she got a chance to fight back. And if she did, maybe... maybe she was able to mark her killer, so we can prevent everyone else from dying, too.

[bellabellabella]

Maybe. She didn't have blood under her nails, though, only dirt, so unless she also had a weapon the killer probably won't have any cuts or scratches.

[cellpreservation]

Tch. Damn it.

[That'll just making it all the harder to figure out their suspect.

He crosses his arms in thought, brow furrowed.]

[whimsicalism]

[Unfortunately he can't smell much beyond the blood and general death smells. The gash looks cut. Her fingertips and hands are dirty as well as her fingernails. Her nails aren't torn, though.

One thing he notices, though, is that with the way she's laying her shoes shouldn't be as dirty as they are.]

[bellabellabella]

[Very odd! The shoes are askew, and naturally it's easy to notice that once he focuses on them, but now that has him examining more closely.

Are the soles dirty? Are they dirty with blood or just dirt? Do they appear to be the wrong size for her feet?]

[whimsicalism]

[They're dirty with just blood. They seem to be the right size, though.]

[bellabellabella]

[Huh!! Do the soles have any bloodstains, or alternately are they unusually clean? And are there any tracks in blood and/or dirt in the area around the body, for that matter?]

[whimsicalism]

[There's bloodstains on the soles, yes! There's no visible tracks in the gym, however.]

[bellabellabella]

[That is definitely weird.

Do the stains on the shoes make it appear that someone was stepping in the puddle of blood instead of just that someone collapsed in it?]

[whimsicalism]

[There's more on the bottom than the sides of the shoe, yes.

Actually, back to the wound. Are you noting the angle, Edward?]

[bellabellabella]

[Having given the rest of her body the once over he is definitely coming back to take a closer look at the stab wound! Is something about the angle unusual?]

[whimsicalism]

[It's in and out. There's not much of an angle at all.]

[bellabellabella]

[h u h so either it is someone of similar height or she was lying down, presumably.

Say, looking around at the amount of blood in this room, does it seem like the puddle of it is unusually small, all considered? Edward is fairly familiar with how much blood a human contains, after all. Is it possible that the actual murder took place elsewhere and the body was moved here?]

[whimsicalism]

[It does look consistent with someone who bled to death.]

[bellabellabella]

[hm! Are there any signs that Luz moved or tried to struggle as she was bleeding out?]

[whimsicalism]

[There might have been some movement but not a lot of it.]