screwthatnoise

♥ v2

A cold, delicate hand grabs yours and pulls. It pulls, and it pulls... there's a sense of urgency in this icy grasp, as well as a trace of reluctance. Abruptly the hand let's go, right as your vision fades to black, and for a brief moment, only a brief moment, your senses disappear. There's only the eerie sensation of weightlessness before your feet are settled back on solid ground again.

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[HMM...looking down at Janta]

Shall we look at the garden?

Janta bobs his head.

"Yes! The garden is great. It's safe from Zwei, too."

[hesitates a moment, then makes his way to the garden]

The garden lays before the gazebo, sort of like a little area with a path leading up to it. It's all very vivid and colorful!

The flowers nearest to you is made up of carnations in many, many colors! Further ahead, creating the path to the gazebo, are roses in team colors.

[smiles and leans down to touch a carnation; specifically turquoise blue if that's one of the colors]

There is a lovely blue carnation, and it gives off good feelings!

[chuckles and touches a sapphire blue]

Sadly there is only the blue carnation; the carnations are not team-colored like the roses, but the colors are vibrant and plenty nonetheless!

But either way, every shade of blue flower will give you such good feelings.

[BLUE IS GOOD! THIS IS GOOD TO KNOW!]

[lets take a walk to the gazebo now]

The closer you get to this gazebo, the warmer you feel.

From what you can see, the gazebo is surprisingly fresh looking; rather, it's not old and busted like anything else in that building you were just in moments ago. The roses surround the gazebo as well.

Situated in this gazebo is a wooden bench, and on it several items, just sitting there as items do; a basket of many rose, a turquoise pillow, a pair of gardening shears, and a few strands of ribbon.

But before this bench is a large pool of blood.

[frowns, holding Janta close as he kneels down to gently touch the pool of blood]

It's relatively warm, and stirs only the sense that everything was for naught. What this 'everything' was is vague. The feeling isn't clear.

[...places a hand on the pair of gardening shears.]

Nothing.

Janta stirs. He sounds distraught.

"This... this is a murder scene, isn't it...!"

...It is. Keep an ear out, in case anyone comes.

"I want to keep my ears attached to me..."

Speaking of which, all you can hear is the soothing breeze.

...That wasn't meant literally.

[touching the basket of roses, the turquoise pillow and ribbons in order]

The basket of roses have roses of every team color! Each one feels a little different.

The turquoise pillow is warm and comfortable.

The ribbons give off inner warmth, like fondness and adoration.

[considers a moment, then takes out the roses and ties them together with the ribbons and places them on the pillow]

Janta tilts its head.

"Ehh..."

...It might help to gather them together.

[carefully places Janta beside them]

I'll try and clean up the blood. Let me know if you see or hear anything.

"Okay..."

Janta seems hesitant, but there's no more arguing.

"Understood. If I hear anything, I will tell you! I will use my ears."

Thank you.

[taking a towel out from inventory and starts cleaning up the blood]

Suddenly Janta cries out.

"—Selenia!"

[immediately standing, sword now in hand and looking around]

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