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[adropofjupiter]

[Phone]

[Marisa's not exactly sounding like herself today. In fact, she sounds a little freaked out though her voice is quiet.]

Um... What, uh... What happens when... ah. What happens when drones, um.... die?

[1125 Taylor (action)]

[Anyone passing by 1125 Taylor might notice the front door is half open and there sun reflects off of something

Comments

[artwithknives]

They come back the next day. Did you kill one by accident?

[adropofjupiter]

I... I dunno what happened. [shaky voice]

[artwithknives]

Try not to worry too much about it, okay?

[adropofjupiter]

I didn't know they'd... they'd bleed like that. They don't seem...um, real.

[Someone's not sounding well.]

[artwithknives]

....do you need some help?

[adropofjupiter]

Idon'tknow. Is it... is it gonna just disappear soon?

[They, you know, body.]

[artwithknives]

Probably not.

[adropofjupiter]

[Whimpers]

[artwithknives]

I need to visit, don't I?

[adropofjupiter]

I don't know. It's messy.

[artwithknives]

My question only has a yes or no answer.

[adropofjupiter]

[Maybe Shiki will get rid of the body.]

Yes.

[artwithknives]

Give me five minutes.

[Yep, five minutes later, there he is, peering.]

Action

[adropofjupiter]

[The blood's beginning to dry on the front door when Shiki gets there. Apparently it's been a bit since this drone death had occured. It's a spray pattern Shiki probably can figure out came from some kind of arterial spurt given all the spraying blood he's seen/caused in his life.

There's also a pool of blood at the doorway, seeping under it. the door isn't closed all the way and it's easy to push it open. A few feet away, obviously having been dragged from the doorway is the body. And it's missing it's right arm - twisted off from the looks of it.

Oh, hey, there's the missing limb. Your foot just brushed against it as it lays half-behind the door. The witch is probably farther inside.]

Action

[artwithknives]

[He wants to puke so bad but that wouldn't help anything. He swallows it down and steps over the corpse. No point in worrying too much about it.]

...what happened here?

[He doesn't have to see Marisa to know she's there somewhere.]

Action

[adropofjupiter]

[That's okay, Marisa already did the puking for you. See, there's the pile a bit off to the side where she lost her lunch. Try not to step in it.]

I don't know.

[She's stannding in the kitchen, hat on, staring into the main room. There's blood on her clothes, a bit on her face, as clearly she'd been sprayed. There's a haunted look in her eyes and she's pale.]