So.

[emocaliban]

If someone is in a dark corner of the mansion, they might find a dead body. Yes, another one.

Caliban is curled around the bullet hole in his stomach in a pool of blood, very much dead, eyes closed and face calm and serious. There's no sign of the pistol he used or of a fight.

If anyone would like to deal with a dead body...?

Comments

[mancalledspade]

"Jesus Christ. Knew things had been getting too quiet," he comments darkly. He'd case the joint for clues to what happened, beyond the obvious.

[emocaliban]

[If he weren't dead and unaware of this fact, would mention that he still likes Anita. And will hopefully be less spaztastic when he comes back. :|]

[tomboy_22]

T: Aaaaawwwwwww. Anita is grinning at the empty air. Or she will when she finds out.

[mancalledspade]

"Was he? Or didn't you get in before he shot himself."

[tomboy_22]

"It was like taking a flash picture," I explain. "A glimpse, and then he pulled the trigger, so I got out. He wasn't - I don't know - I don't think he was. He just... looked like he had something taking him over." As I talk, I don't even realize that I'm walking around in circles, rambling. "I felt him dying," I say after a moment. Shit, my eyes are getting wet. "So I had to get out. But he... he was Cal when he died."

[mancalledspade]

"Well, no possession is a plus. You met the kid before today?"

[tomboy_22]

"Same day I met you. Thought he might be depressed, but didn't expect him to come to this."

He said more - but I'm not going to share those with Spade - I feel like he told me a secret of sorts.

[mancalledspade]

Spade gets the feeling she's leaving parts out, but also thinks she's telling at least some of the truth, and so doesn't push yet. "You said his name was Cal?"

[tomboy_22]

"Caliban," I complete. Then I realize I don't know his last name, and get silent. I can't help but move closer, look at his face. He looks peaceful in death.

[mancalledspade]

Spade grunts. "You know if he has anyone that needs tellin'?"

[tomboy_22]

"Kept mentioning one Molly," I say thoughtfully. "And Niko, though I'm pretty sure that one's not here."

[mancalledspade]

He nods. "Alright. Hell, it's always hard here; don't know if they'll be back before you find the ones to tell."

[tomboy_22]

"Yeah, might want to, erhem, wait a little before we freak out this Molly girl, what do you think?"

I'm partially relieved at the idea. I'd hate to have to deal with tears and other inconvenient emotional displays - though I would, for goodness' sake.

[mancalledspade]

He nods. "Guess there's no murderer to track down, either, so cleaned up is about all we can do." He glances at her, and it seems clear that even if he doesn't entirely believe her story... he does believe she didn't murder him.

[tomboy_22]

"Yes, I guess," I reply a little sadly. And find myself giving the corpse a touch that's more tender than I usually give anything. I truly wish I could have done something - and inwardly, I feel responsible. Sucks to be me.

[mancalledspade]

"Nothin' more to be done here. You want a drink, Anita?" She looks like she might.