Murder Mysterium - Night 1, Lounge
[ HEART SOLDIER SENSHI and AVANTE EN GARDE enter the lounge.
Through the lounge’s golden lamps, the place looks to be preserved in amber. The chaise lounges and armchairs scattered about speak to an earlier age, but they show no wear from the time that’s passed. Everything shines, the side tables and the glasses atop them gleaming. The drinks cabinet is full of bottles and decanters, filled with liquids. At the far end of the room the wood steps up twice to a rounded stage, just large enough for a grand piano and a bench seat.
Beyond the usual decor of the room, several bladed weapons are embedded in the floors and walls—easily within access for anyone who wants to pull the weapons out and fight.
Both units will find the weapons fairly easy to wield—it is their selection of weapon, after all. They're also aware that, by the end of the night, they'll probably end up hurting themselves on these. ]
Through the lounge’s golden lamps, the place looks to be preserved in amber. The chaise lounges and armchairs scattered about speak to an earlier age, but they show no wear from the time that’s passed. Everything shines, the side tables and the glasses atop them gleaming. The drinks cabinet is full of bottles and decanters, filled with liquids. At the far end of the room the wood steps up twice to a rounded stage, just large enough for a grand piano and a bench seat.
Beyond the usual decor of the room, several bladed weapons are embedded in the floors and walls—easily within access for anyone who wants to pull the weapons out and fight.
Both units will find the weapons fairly easy to wield—it is their selection of weapon, after all. They're also aware that, by the end of the night, they'll probably end up hurting themselves on these. ]

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[she’s thinking.]
There are only as many rooms as units, so… that could be a big help…?
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Yeah. I know.
I think the blades are enough.
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Yeah. Nemesis and Hurricane suggested that we team up, so I’m glad they did.
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[Flicking her tail irritably, sounding a tad petulant. She's still mad, yo.]
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What? No, shut up, it's not my fault they dumped me in the middle of some dumb confusing garden!