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[postasskicking]

Who: Anyone who wants to explore the Prison Camp, don't worry if you haven't talked about it with a character you can just handwave you talked about it with Seifer or someone else (Faik though the list is: Seifer, Heiji, Conan, Anya, Luke, Layton, Adam and Ange)
Where: Dissimulo Prison Camp
When: Going to say the 27th for this
Rating: PG-13
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Yellow Sector

[westdetective]

[Upon the initial arrival of the Yellow Sector was ear piercing scream for help. The crude nature of this place was to be expected, but Heiji was certain this place was abandoned, it would have been unlikely for anyone to have survive. Let alone survive well enough to make such a valiant effort for help.

This place was bad news, and he couldn't shake the feeling of being stalked. Still, he was determined to get the bottom of this, Heiji went against his better instincts to trek through.]

Nothin; about these cells are abnormal, except fer th' advanced decay carcasses. [There was an unusual amount of them. No one bothered to save these guys. How disgusting?]

Yellow Sector

[postasskicking]

[At the sound of the scream Seifer stopped, listening. When nothing followed it up he frowned slightly.]

Maybe you should consider that lucky.

[Pulling out his communicator he looked it over. No static on the screen, nothing like blood dripping down... Good.]

Tch, just keep your eyes open.

[westdetective]

[Lol. You forget who you're talking to.]

Maybe, but it doesn't tell us anythin'. [Besides the cruel nature of humans.]

[modernholmes]

It tells us the persons responsible did not believe they needed to conceal their actions. Isn't that right?

Arrival/Sector Red

[postasskicking]

The prison camp was hardly benign, but it certainly seemed abandoned. Forcing one of the doors open all the time, Seifer recalled that Riful had been here before. Tch... He'd seen her recordings. Now it was time to see it with his own eyes. Walking into the foyer he paused, taking it in.

"Heh... looks like no one's home. Everyone got a flashlight?"

[tag_urdead]

Anya answered that question by turning her flashlight on. She'd never been in a facility like this before. It seemed that Dissimulo would further push her out of her areas of experience. At home, this might be a terrorist hideout--for another sixty seconds, and then she would open fire with the Stark Hadron Cannon.

But this infiltration or investigation (whichever was the correct word) might prove more interesting in any case. Anya pointed the light around the foyer, then headed towards one of the doors.

"Bones," she reported calmly.