video; forward dated to the 14th

[quixotically]

[The video feed turns on, and it's focused on Elle's face (and, without her hat, this means that the scar on her forehead is very easy to see). The backdrop? One of the Moro dorm rooms, though Elle has taken great pains to make sure the beds aren't visible, so it's mostly wall and door frame in the shot.]

Uhh... so. [A strained pause.] The past couple of weeks gave me the impression that it isn't normal to walk into your bedroom and find a dead body. You know. Unlike some places I could name. [S/o to the wasteland.] And yet... [Despite the topic she's talking about, and the fact her words could sound joking, she seems pretty calm and her voice is flat with the tone of "another annoying Tuesday."]

So, uh. Yeah. One of my roommates is... yeah. Dead. Violently so. I know someone from the Medbay is gonna wanna come down here and get the body, but... Whose job is it to track down the person responsible? Are there cops or something? I'm willing to do anything that needs doing, but... I don't wanna, I don't know. Overstep my boundaries or anything, I guess. Or get in the way.


[ooc: RETCON MENTIONS OF VARRICK'S NAME to Cannae, I entirely forgot he's using a fake name.]

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[quixotically]

Yeah, I'm fine. [She shrugs. She notices him waiting, and she gestures loosely with both arms to show him that it's okay to come in.] It's pretty terrible to say, but... I see worse than this all the time back home.

I have no idea who could've done it, though, or where they might've gone. It looks like they tried wiping their hands -- and maybe their weapon? -- off on the sheets over here. [She points at what she's talking about.] And I tried to get a look at the wounds, just to get some idea of what the murder weapon was? I didn't get too close or interfere with the body or anything, I just looked, but... It's not like any knife I've seen.

[beautifulspaceraptor]

[Nihlus steps into the room with a thankful nod, bringing up his omni-tool. It flickers out a beam of light and takes a full 360 of the room. This was far from the most gruesome thing he's seen too.

The poor sap died quickly at least from the looks of things.]

I'm sorry your first few days here had to end like this.

[Elle, was, of course the first suspect on the list, but Nihlus quickly dismisses it for the time being. The foot and hand prints were too large for her, and the wounds did not, in fact, match up with the knife she had when he steps closer to inspect the body.

The body was also still warm when he takes additional scans of it, and Elle wouldn't have had much time to get change out of or get rid of bloodied clothes and weapons before making her call.

Which leaves her other roommates.]

Have you made contact with Saunders or Rinzler at all?

[He remembers the watching the program light up his disc in the simulation room and his expression darkens.]

[quixotically]

[There are other signs of the fight. It seems to have been kept to this one corner of the room, as nothing else is askew, but there's a scuff on one of the nearby walls, and there's a drawer very near the body, partway open -- but empty. Its contents seem to have been scattered, a pair of sticks that seem to have been broken off pieces of furniture legs, jagged on one end, with blood worked into the wood. But it's easy to tell just by looking that the blood is old, very old, and didn't come from Varrick.

Nihlus' apology earns a weak shrug from Elle. She... well. The longer she's here with the body, the more the reality of it is sinking in -- the more her personal emotions are starting to arise. She and Varrick had been getting along so well... But -- She needs to not dwell on this too much. He's going to be okay, right? Curre can bring him back. So, she doesn't need to think about that.

She shakes her head to answer his question.] Not since this morning. I got back from my shift not too long ago.

[beautifulspaceraptor]

I'll ping them on the MID after this and see if-

[That's about the moment J's text goes up on the Network.

Nihlus stops and stares at it, his expression flattening into unreadable neutrality.]

Stay here and wait for Doctor Yewll.

[Nihlus is out of the door before Elle could answer. It's colder than he liked, but he's not sure how much time he has.]

[quixotically]

[... what? What... was that about? What happened?

He was looking at his MID just before he left, so Elle checks hers, too, once he's gone.

... shit. Shit. That description...

Rinzler?

But... Why?

She's security, too, technically. But Nihlus was right. She still needs to tell Doctor Yewll about... And it's not like she -- has ammo. She wouldn't be able to help much in the fight. She can do her most good here.

... shit.]