Exploration [Complete]
Characters: Mio Amakura, Zetsu, possible Al?
Setting: Maids' Hallway, Perfume Bedroom, Mother's Study, Nursery, Catacombs.
Time: Day 003, early morning
Summary: Mio decides Zetsu's no longer allowed to sleep past dawn. Exploration is had, Al appears along the way?
Warnings: Camera Obscura
Mio'd spent a lot of time locked up in her room the former night, any time she wasn't out nearly getting herself killed or braving the occasional knock on the door from a monster, she'd sat in here quietly working away on her notes. She'd barely managed to finish them before passing out at the desk.
They were finished, though, so she was pleased. She hoped Zetsu would approve. She was still hesitant to admit it, but they'd partly been made hoping that he'd be proud of her for it. Before his room, she'd stopped in the mother's study, simple curiousity getting the best of her. It'd been locked the night before, but looking in...the room was in disrepair. Papers everywhere, the chair turned over...and another look revealed that someone'd been trying to claw through the wall. It was enough to cause her to nearly drop her own neat little stack. Regaining her composure, she had calmly placed them on the floor and taken pictures - of the chair, the papers, the markings on the wall - she needed to do this before the area was tampered with.
This was where the nameless woman died.
Before the knowledge could sink in, she noticed the staircase. She only took a few steps before noticing the darkness and turning away.
No.
Maybe this was just where she was dragged from before she died.
The knowledge weighed heavily on her. She still had her flashlight on her, but...she didn't want to go down there alone if she didn't have to. She didn't want to. The darkness...she had a bad feeling, she...she...
She needed to find Zetsu.
Standing in front of his room now, she hoped to do just that. She considered simply walking in before shaking her head. No, if he was sleeping there was a high chance he would already be irate. No need to add to it, so she settled for shifting the papers to one arm before rapping on the door. She hoped he was in. As far as she was concerned, this was too important to have to wait while she ran around the entire house searching...
Setting: Maids' Hallway, Perfume Bedroom, Mother's Study, Nursery, Catacombs.
Time: Day 003, early morning
Summary: Mio decides Zetsu's no longer allowed to sleep past dawn. Exploration is had, Al appears along the way?
Warnings: Camera Obscura
Mio'd spent a lot of time locked up in her room the former night, any time she wasn't out nearly getting herself killed or braving the occasional knock on the door from a monster, she'd sat in here quietly working away on her notes. She'd barely managed to finish them before passing out at the desk.
They were finished, though, so she was pleased. She hoped Zetsu would approve. She was still hesitant to admit it, but they'd partly been made hoping that he'd be proud of her for it. Before his room, she'd stopped in the mother's study, simple curiousity getting the best of her. It'd been locked the night before, but looking in...the room was in disrepair. Papers everywhere, the chair turned over...and another look revealed that someone'd been trying to claw through the wall. It was enough to cause her to nearly drop her own neat little stack. Regaining her composure, she had calmly placed them on the floor and taken pictures - of the chair, the papers, the markings on the wall - she needed to do this before the area was tampered with.
This was where the nameless woman died.
Before the knowledge could sink in, she noticed the staircase. She only took a few steps before noticing the darkness and turning away.
No.
Maybe this was just where she was dragged from before she died.
The knowledge weighed heavily on her. She still had her flashlight on her, but...she didn't want to go down there alone if she didn't have to. She didn't want to. The darkness...she had a bad feeling, she...she...
She needed to find Zetsu.
Standing in front of his room now, she hoped to do just that. She considered simply walking in before shaking her head. No, if he was sleeping there was a high chance he would already be irate. No need to add to it, so she settled for shifting the papers to one arm before rapping on the door. She hoped he was in. As far as she was concerned, this was too important to have to wait while she ran around the entire house searching...