[The place they find themselves isn't unlike some of the places Leia has seen in her life: junk shops. Places for scrappers to come and sell their wares. This one is just a little...creepier.
She finds the podium with her room number on it and goes over to stand at it, clearing her throat. She might not be the leader here, but she's still a leader, and they have their work cut out for them.]
Regardless of who Madam Mim was, or what she might have done in the past two weeks, we find ourselves with the responsibility of solving her death. Let any of us who have evidence step forward, and if anyone has a confession they'd like to make, I urge you to do so.
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She finds the podium with her room number on it and goes over to stand at it, clearing her throat. She might not be the leader here, but she's still a leader, and they have their work cut out for them.]
Regardless of who Madam Mim was, or what she might have done in the past two weeks, we find ourselves with the responsibility of solving her death. Let any of us who have evidence step forward, and if anyone has a confession they'd like to make, I urge you to do so.