SPRING BALL || DAY 6/7
[Alice left the masquerade party early, feeling unwell.
He staggers outside, slumping against a wall. There is little time more than for a short gasp. And then he falls to the floor, eyes closing behind the mask he didn't have a chance to take off.
There isn't any evidence. No injuries, no blood. Little more than a chicken feather, resting on the cobblestones by his face.
ooc: Here's the deal, everyone. Alice? is indeed dead. Who killed him? Who knows? Feel free to post your characters' reactions to finding his body, threadjack, and do what you will.]
He staggers outside, slumping against a wall. There is little time more than for a short gasp. And then he falls to the floor, eyes closing behind the mask he didn't have a chance to take off.
There isn't any evidence. No injuries, no blood. Little more than a chicken feather, resting on the cobblestones by his face.
ooc: Here's the deal, everyone. Alice? is indeed dead. Who killed him? Who knows? Feel free to post your characters' reactions to finding his body, threadjack, and do what you will.]