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Day: 72.
Characters: Kiric and Alyss; possibly Zoisite.
Summary: Alyss was stabbed, and now Alyss will be patched up during interrogation.
Time: Day; before breakfast.
Status: Ongoing, closed.
He'd heard every word of the night- what a busy night, a complicated night, one in which it was actually rather difficult to stay silent during (he was growing too accustomed to the place, to his 'duty')- and had a vague idea (called himself X) already formed. Kiric understood what he wanted to accomplish, knew what he set out to do and how to do it, the least concern of which truly revolved around the patient. The girl wouldn't die; it'd been long enough for an infection to begin, but if she hadn't bled out completely, then more thorough bandaging than whatever the other bodies of the place believed was sufficient would rejuvenate her perfectly well.
No, his interest lied in how that glass had been found. And which of them had found it first. Heart, he would guess: if it was Sai that stabbed her, he had been in his room for days; no way that he could have procured anything so off-limits to those in the second level.
Security, his job was security, and yet he was bid to rest as night, as though sleeping was much of an option. Simc-- even the staff weren't free of random disappearances, it seemed, with that Vava man and Kojiro missing; asking 'head staff' would have been pointless, and so he didn't. Other facts would lead just as well.
A knock on her door, first - three crisp ones, ending in a decent pause in which he checked down the hall (new stains of blood had been noticeable), shuffled out the keys and silently opened the door. Silent until it was fully ajar, that was.
"Alyss Heart?"
Characters: Kiric and Alyss; possibly Zoisite.
Summary: Alyss was stabbed, and now Alyss will be patched up during interrogation.
Time: Day; before breakfast.
Status: Ongoing, closed.
He'd heard every word of the night- what a busy night, a complicated night, one in which it was actually rather difficult to stay silent during (he was growing too accustomed to the place, to his 'duty')- and had a vague idea (called himself X) already formed. Kiric understood what he wanted to accomplish, knew what he set out to do and how to do it, the least concern of which truly revolved around the patient. The girl wouldn't die; it'd been long enough for an infection to begin, but if she hadn't bled out completely, then more thorough bandaging than whatever the other bodies of the place believed was sufficient would rejuvenate her perfectly well.
No, his interest lied in how that glass had been found. And which of them had found it first. Heart, he would guess: if it was Sai that stabbed her, he had been in his room for days; no way that he could have procured anything so off-limits to those in the second level.
Security, his job was security, and yet he was bid to rest as night, as though sleeping was much of an option. Simc-- even the staff weren't free of random disappearances, it seemed, with that Vava man and Kojiro missing; asking 'head staff' would have been pointless, and so he didn't. Other facts would lead just as well.
A knock on her door, first - three crisp ones, ending in a decent pause in which he checked down the hall (new stains of blood had been noticeable), shuffled out the keys and silently opened the door. Silent until it was fully ajar, that was.
"Alyss Heart?"