mayor's office

[mayfield_mods]

Who: Open for exploration. Mods will only be tagging back in one instance, however! First come first serve.
Where: The Mayor's Office.
When: Any time after the start of the event.
What: The Mayor's Office seems untouched by the devastation pervading Mayfield. The front door's open; will you head inside?
Warnings: Blood.

Comments

[pkeccentric]

[it's not like Ray isn't used to creepy abandoned buildings, but there's always something in them that functions under the pretense of living, no matter how twisted that is. ghosts are one thing. this is something completely new altogether.

the only light visible in his vicinity comes from the small flashlight he's brought from his house. he's barely a few feet into the lobby when he sees the body, and the sight alone makes him want to puke.]

...Jesus.

[drspengler]

[Egon follows closely behind Ray to avoid being left in the dark. There's plenty to trip on in here. He squints in the dark to attempt to make out whatever stopped Ray in his tracks.

Scrunching his nose slightly, he steps up a little closer.]

It's the mayor.

[Slowly turning to investigate for other clues, Egon shakes his head.] This makes very little sense.

[pkeccentric]

[it really doesn't. Ray takes a deep breath, subsequently inhaling and choking on the ash filled air, and tries to avert his gaze from the body. for someone who surrounds himself with the dead day in and day out, he really isn't used to being around an actual body; especially one that only got to be the way it was due to self-inflicted means.]

...I don't trust him. You know how this town handles dying. He'll be back.

[it's not a comforting thought. truth be told, it might be better that Doe remains dead, but they aren't going to pull any clues from a corpse. at least not now.

swiveling the flashlight away from the body, Ray narrows his eyes when the beam illuminates a slip of paper laying on the front desk. he grabs it and begins reading.

then his eyes widen and he shakes his head.]

I guess he died the way he lived: hating our guts. [he shakes his head derisively and hands the note over to Egon.]

[drspengler]

[Egon isn't any more comfortable around dead bodies, he just hides his uneasiness better, actually stepping up close to the body to inspect it for any of the usual tricks.]

I'm not so sure, Ray. From what I heard, when the first police chief died he stayed that way. I think it's different with the people who have some sort of official position here. When they're gone, they're gone for good.

Besides, if that weren't the case, what would suicide really accomplish?

[He carefully picks his way through the rubble back over to Ray to take the letter and read it for himself.]

It's interesting how they seem to want us to be happy here and then turn around and make it sound like we're pests to be exterminated.

[walking_nuke]

[Balin knew exactly what Mayfield was depicting as soon as the town changed, and he's been scouting what's happened to the town, jogging most of the way to Town Hall. Entering the lobby with his burned kitchen knife at the ready, he pauses to survey the surroundings, baring his clenched teeth. Cautiously, he advanced into the lobby, then picks up the pace when he sees the dead Mayor.]

[Balin stands over the body briefly to survey what happened, before looking up and noticing the note on the desk-seemingly the only thing to survive the damage done to all the other documents here. Picking up the note with one hand, he briefly reads through it before dropping it back on the desk, looking back up and around at the lobby.]

[Someone might want to warn him about the doors, because it looks like he's glancing around at them intently.]

[maguskiller]

No use. Can't get in.

[Kiritsugu would have been remiss in his investigations if he didn't know about the doors. Having found Balin was just a coincidence, as he was just on his way out, hiding in the shadows once he saw someone else coming in.]

[walking_nuke]

[Balin glances back over to Kiritsugu after hearing his voice.]

Jus' like'a Dairy, huh?

[He glances back at the doors with a sour look on his face.]

[maguskiller]

[He looks back at the body.]

Someone took the gun. Not too big a caliber, but in our current state, enough to get an edge.

We don't know if the government is still playing under the same rules. Can't afford to die right now.

[doudemoe]

[As if today couldn't get worse.

A seething Minato, brought to the boiling point from witnessing the death of his "mother" and the rest of his droned teammates, enters the office, quite intent on gathering answers...only to find his would-be interrogatee dead. Tch. In frustration, he kicks some of the debris away, and tries to gather some of the scraps on the floor. But it's no use...the documents have been thoroughly torn. He can't piece together any of this shit.

And when he reads the note left by the mayor...he slams it back down, atypically disgusted.]

[answerer_sword]

[In her search for supplies, Bazett had turned to one of the only buildings still standing. She finds the doors open and a teenage boy examining the remains of the destroyed documents that littered the lobby.]

Why are there so many children acting alone? You should leave this to adults. Get to somewhere safe.

[This was a case of the pot calling the kettle black, as she had started her job as an Enforcer at fifteen years of age. However, she had several years of training as a mage and was mature for her age. Now, as an adult and an Enforcer, she felt obligated to protect the children left homeless in the wake of whatever had destroyed the town.]

[doudemoe]

[Minato just glances at her briefly, before going back through the documents. What she said isn't any different from what the adults in the past have told him. Two years ago, he would have obeyed such a command, back when he was still a passive kid with no other direction. But right now he's not in any mood for it.]

And who are you?

[answerer_sword]

[She frowns. She doesn't like how the child just ignored her warning.]

Bazett Fraga McRemitz. What about you?

[The boy seems overconfident about his ability to handle himself in this ruined town; like all children his age, he seems unaware of the very real dangers lurking behind every corner. She has seen this all too many times, with Edelfelt being a prime example; she herself had experienced it when she was his age.]

Seeing how you're a child, you probably don't work here. If so, why are you in here, of all place? And why are you looking through papers instead of trying to find food or clothing?

[pasodoble]

( ( Why is the Mayor's office still standing? It was strange, even to Spain, and he decided to investigate. For right now, he hasn't gotten very far, in fact, he's only at the door way, frozen in place and staring at the body. ) )

they need more CR

[doudemoe]

[Minato's already finished exploring all he can. There are some burn marks on his hand from when he tried to pry open one of the doors with his knife. Still in "silent berserk" mode, he almost would have passed by Spain if he had not been at the door.]

Hey.

yes, they do c:

[pasodoble]

( ( Spain snaps from his thoughts when he hears movement in the office. Ah, so he isn't alone, he realizes and he immediately puts himself on edge. Relief washes over him when he realizes who it is, ) )

Ah, Minato. How long have you been here?

[doudemoe]

Too long. There isn't anything useful here.

[Perhaps he shouldn't be relieved, as there's a slight dangerous edge to Minato's voice. It sounds like his usual "leader mode" tone, but with more grim determination.]

[hontobakabaka]

[Several hours after the initial shock of everything being gone, Ruri decided to check one of the two standing buildings, armed with a burnt broom handle she quietly moves through the rubble and peeks into the doorway. Seeing the body she then moves to read the note and sighs.]

So, this is the new trend. Its a shame if you only basted the turkeys a bit longer I think the people may have enjoyed them a bit more.