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[rippled]

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[rippled]

[ oh thank god all of my other pcs were put at the beach ]

No, and we have no idea how long until we get some kind of answer.

[sarkazm]

We're already dead, so what gives...

[her tail swishes, as she adds a little more salt to the pan.]

At least I get the room to myself!

[rippled]

Ah, yes, she was in your room...

[ they watch her cook. ]

Was anything strange with her, or no?

[sarkazm]

She was always strange! So I guess nothing was different from the usual.

[rippled]

I have no idea how we're supposed to figure this out... nothing looks out of the ordinary.

[sarkazm]

Why would we need to go figure anything out?

[rippled]

... you trust other people to?

[ they squint at her, like they're surprised. ]

[sarkazm]

I'm curious about why anyone would die after death, sure, but there's shit-all left around... sooo I'm going to leave the theorizing up to the nerds. What else would be our problem?

[waving a hand dismissively-]

If she just up and bit it out of nowhere, sucks for her. If it wasn't an accident-- then we'll just have to watch our own backs.

[rippled]

Well, that's why I want to know. There's a large difference between her just tripping and breaking her neck and someone actually killing her. But I have less reason to believe it's the former, considering what else happened last night.

[ getting locked in and falling asleep. ]

[sarkazm]

So what do you think? She finally made someone snap?

[sounds plausible to her.]

[rippled]

Honestly? Possible. We have only known each other a little over a week, after all. And then there are the other denizens of heaven that we can only believe by someone's word has no physical contact with us.

[ so. a lot of options here. ]

[sarkazm]

That's my bet. Easy enough to make a hit when you barely know them-- and it doesn't hurt that she probably rubbed some of us the wrong way.

[at least that was the case for wis'adel.

she finishes up her cooking, dishing herself a plate of chopped fried potatoes and sprinkling a little seasoning on them before she just hops up onto the counter with her breakfast... kitchen hygiene? never heard of it.

there's more left in the pan she was using, but she doesn't make a second plate or offer it up. how hungry/bold are you, saber.]

[rippled]

[ they are both extremely hungry and bold, at all times. but they won't try anything right this second, since they're busy thinking about the topic. ]

It would help if we got to see her body, since that would just tell us right away if she was killed or not. But they completely cleared away the beach...

[sarkazm]

Wonder if that means there was something they didn't want us to see, or if they just wanted everything in their own hands.

[rippled]

It's annoying either way. I hate being left out of things.

[ saber is the type who likes to fix their own problems? because no one can do it as well as they can obviously? ]