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Sixth Investigation
[Hey you wanted to sleep in today, forget the fact that someone could very well die this week? Well too freaking bad. Everyone’s sleep today is rudely interrupted by a piercing shriek that’s suddenly cut off right outside the bedrooms.
… I mean at this point it’d just be rude to not Investigate.]
… I mean at this point it’d just be rude to not Investigate.]
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What color is it? And...is there anything else to figure out about it because I can't think of anything else.]
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Anything else special about the dust or can he go console Freddie or something?]
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...Cause if not, he's sticking some in his mouth to attempt id'ing it that way, and he oughtn't to do that sort of thing really. ]
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Because wow that would be the taste of cayenne in his mouth.]
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like an idiothe's booking it to the kitchen for milk (again).Basil stop tasting things. Just stop. ]
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Uh-do you need to get to the kitchen or something dude?
[He's not fully sure why you're doing that?? It's just red dust.]
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Emphatic nodding. ] Pepper. [ That explains everything, surely. ]
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[He nearly smacks himself as he starts asking these questions.]
Doesn't matter right now. Do you need some milk?
[He offers a hand for Basil to stand on.]
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When they arrive, rather than getting out a glass or anything like that, he just opens a plastic jug of milk and holds his hand up near it for Basil to take a drink.]
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Tasting things from your off his shoe is apparently ok though? Basil, no,]I stepped in cayenne pepper somehow. Do you know how, why...?
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Being a hypocrite coes not suit you well Basil]Um...sorta? I think there was lines of the stuff in front of a bunch of rooms, including yours. Don't know why it was there, though.
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could be worse, he's not Jiminy]Many rooms?
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Touché]No, it was just in front of yours, Mabel's, Louis', Freddie's and...Ariel's...
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[ He has no idea what to make of it... hm. Half an idea, maybe. ]
What sort of relationship does Miss Facilier have with Miss Pines? Anything notable?
The rest of us are only really connected by our being close to... [ Marco's death earlier in the week had hit Freddie pretty hard. ] ...Take me back to the guest room area, or wherever Miss Facilier may have moved to--something's. I don't like how this is tying together.
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And...sure.
[And off they go to the hallway! On the way, Soos is thinking of those people, the fact that all of them had that line of pepper dust in front of their rooms, and that one of them ended up being a victim. Were...were all of them potential...
He shakes that thought away as they arrive, bringing his hand to the floor near Basil's own room.]
So...what do you need to see?
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