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Post by inspectoralnoodle on Dec 4, 2016 12:22:22 GMT
Katsurou just smiled what looked like a genuinely sincere smile. Confusing, given the conversation topic he'd chosen to open with, did he start all conversations with such strange subjects? His hands go into his pocket, feeling the cool surface of his pocket watch. He takes it out, revealing a distracting and shiny silver watch. He begins to play with the locking mechanism, pushing the button to open the cover ever so slightly before quickly snapping it shut and repeating the process.
*click* Went the watch as Katsurou pressed the button to flip the cover. *clack* As he closed it.
*clack*
"Hm... so you've seen enough prisons enough to determine their worth as one... Interesting!" he said, turning his head to quickly size up the man he was walking along side. After a short bob of his head he resumed to face forward and walk his normal pace.
*click* *clack* *click*
"Can't be a prison guard, you don't have the build for it. You must be something else then... unless you simply visited prison a lot for someone you knew. Though that's just adding more assumptions to the table, making it less simple. However, your statement implies that you've seen different prisons... The fact you ask if I recognize implies that I could have seen you somewhere before... Ah whatever." he says before he goes too deep into thought.
*click* *click* *clack*
"Sorry, I have a tendency to ramble. Comes with the job." I was just stating a simple observation I made earlier, what with the possibility of this compound being a prison. Definitely can't rule that out, right?"
*click* *click* *click*
"Hopefully they have comfortable beds at the very least. That van ride did not do my expectations any good."
*clack*
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Post by bbladerxring on Dec 4, 2016 18:25:01 GMT
Arch shuffled around the hallways, not really paying attention to the sights of anything around him. He really didn't care. He was still in the general area of the group, and he didn't like it a damn bit.
"Look, Wonka, can you show everyone else how your magical chocolate factory works, and let me sit out of the tour? I REALLY just want to retire to bed or something." He complained, loudly enough for most people to hear.
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Post by Try Biển Noodles on Dec 5, 2016 0:19:12 GMT
"Finally, lets get this show on the road." Lucius took a deep breath taking in the smoke of his cigarette. At this time, Lucius figured he was supposed to get the lay of the land to come up with a plan for the assassination; however, he was there just to apply his skills at masking the bodies cause of death and cash in. He could look around to get ahead of his rivals so he can solve their assassinations, but he recognized that there were some rather smart people here despite them being out there. Either way, finding something to past the time with was the number one priority to the makeup artist.
Lucius goes to the Study and looks for any interesting books and/or files to read
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Post by gemellidreamer on Dec 10, 2016 1:20:14 GMT
"... Wonder if anyone is there..." Lise said to herself. It wasn't like she had much reason to check the guest house yet, but it was nearby, so why not? She doubted that she would be able to take a look at her own room just yet, assuming that's where it was, but it wouldn't hurt to check.
Lise goes to the small country guest house and takes a look around.
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Post by ramenigma on Dec 11, 2016 10:14:32 GMT
The Study
The musk of old book hangs in the air, mixing nicely with the smokey smell of the fireplace. A traditional manorhouse study, an armchair (velvet upholstery) placed in front of a fireplace with an iron grate over it (don't want people burning things, right?). Next to it is a little coffee table with a nice clean glass and a sifter of brandy. At the far wall from the door is a window (bulletproof and locked from the inside) with an oak desk in front of it. A book sits on the desk, with a set of nice pens next to it. A matching seat is pushed into the desk. On the left wall from the entrance is the main attraction. A large, full wall sized bookcase filled with books of all shapes and sizes, genres and authors. It's all been neatly placed in alphabetical order based on title. The guest house has a neat little garden. Roses grown in little patches, with a nice stone path leading to the front door. It hasn't been immaculately pruned and looked after, but it's not neglected either. Inside, the floors are wooden with a soft red carpet placed over it. The ground floor features a simple couch, an offcolour blue with the occasional wine(?) stain on it's cushions, in the center of the room. It currently faces a tv, perched atop a small wooden cabinet, displaying static. On the walls, pictures of birds hang in solemn silence. On the other side of the room, a kitchen is seperated from the lounge by a stone counter with four stools positioned in front of it. The kitchen seems relatively homely and clean. Cupboards containing cooking instruments, drawers containing cutlery, a stove, a fridge and a sink... It's as average a kitchen as can be. Finally, there's a narrow stairwell in what could be considered a little closet. The staircase inside is wooden, connecting the three upper floors to the ground floor. Surprisingly, the doors for the upper areas have been replaced with metal ones which cancel sound from within. All are currently locked and the keys are nowhere to be seen.
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Post by blackrudone on Dec 12, 2016 6:33:39 GMT
A few *clicks* in, Chris' eye began twitching in slight annoyance. He stopped and turned to Katsuro, looking at his pocket watch opening and closing. Sigh.
"Why are you doing this? Some kind of habit?" he wondered. "Really breaks my concentration. Just being honest, you know?"
He turned back around to inspect the mansion.
"Well, time to look around now that we have the chance. THe more you know about the layout of a place, the easier it's to form a plan. See you later." he walked off with one hand waving goodbye.
Chris looks around for a bit inside the mansion, then turns right and enters the lounge.
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Post by Try Biển Noodles on Dec 13, 2016 1:40:17 GMT
"Hmm... what do we have here?" As Lucius was making his way to the book case, the book on the desk. It is in plain sight, so it must be important.
Lucius checks out the book on the desk.
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Post by ramenigma on Dec 28, 2016 5:51:13 GMT
The Study
The book on the desk is a collection of famous mystery short stories. Poe, Ranpo, Christie, Doyle... They're all there in some capacity. At the back of the book is a copy of Knox's Decalogue, and VanDine's Twenty Rules. The Lounge
The Lounge is a lavish parlour. The left wall (from the door) features a large cabinet filled with little glass animals. Next to it is a rack of pool cues for the pool table located near the center of the room, but a decently far enough space away from the more "lounge" part of the lounge. Two leather sofa's around a glass table, with an armchair taking the head. The armchair is facing a widescreen television with a DVD player attached, situated on top of a cabinet filled with DVDs. The wall behind the armchair is taken with a shelf featuring a phone and a radio. Under the shelf is a safe enclosed between two statues of crows. The final wall has a large hearth/fireplace, for keeping you warm or burning bodies. But who cares about that, right now? As you enter the room, the television starts to flicker and flash. Chimes begin to play from unseen speakers throughout the entire facility. "The Initial Investigation Phase has been completed! Please make your way to the Lounge."
[Prologue End]
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