Murder Mysterium - Night 1, Wine Cellar

[idolpro]

[ SENSITIV and 10IV enter.

A chill air circulates through the wine cellar, resembling more of a vault than a vineyard’s storage. There are no wooden kegs, but instead crystalline glass cases hold row upon row of bottles of wine and champagne, held in place by golden pegs. Beneath waist-height are polished metal drawers and cabinets, with all the accoutrements necessary for enjoying the cellar’s wares. Everything has a keyhole, indicating that the place could be locked up tight-- for all that nothing is, right now. Right now, it’s opened for business, ready to entertain. Leather armchairs have been dragged from somewhere, arrayed in a circle facing inwards as if over some unseen conference table. It does little to make the place seem like a genuine entertainment area, crowding the cell without alleviating the stark impression the place gives off.

Beyond the usual decor, there's little else. It's just you guys here. ]

Comments

[salientfacts]

Oh, good, we were right.

[lionhurt]

Congratulations to us, alibis all around. Do we want to pick our next room now, while the other units can't hear us?

[ he's collapsed into a leather armchair and is speaking with a hand covering his mouth and nose ]

[salientfacts]

Oh, that's a good point. This is the only privacy we get...

[outofoffice]

[ POPPING A CHAMPAGNE BOTTLE BOIS ]

Cheers to not dying yet!

[mathphysicsandzzz]

[breathes a huge sigh of relief

promptly plops into a chair and falls asleep]

[lionhurt]

Unless you want to go kill someone or something~. But otherwise, yeah. If we change plans we can indicate it with numbers? So we're not stuck in this dump every night.

[lionhurt]

[ moving his chair to the chair furthest from venti sorry venti. ]

[softmarketing]

Sure. I assume we will adjust if either party catches wind that a third unit intends to pick our choice?

[lionhurt]

Yeah. It's super a bad idea for us to both be unarmed if there's some interloper, so we'll just move.

[softmarketing]

... Surprisingly carefree ...

[softmarketing]

I like your idea for using numbers for locations. And perhaps shapes if, for some reason, either of us have to change how we play?

[softmarketing]

You hold your drink well, then?

[lionhurt]

They're already numbered on the list, though? So we can just say, like, last night minus three or plus or whatever.

[sunflowering]

What a relief!

Safeeeeeee. At least for round one!

[softmarketing]

Oh, that's right. So you intend to keep up with this way of playing for as long as possible?

[mathphysicsandzzz]

[carefree, narcoleptic, same thing]

[lionhurt]

Who knows. Maybe everyone else will be dead tomorrow and we won't have to game it out. But it works fine for now, so.

[softmarketing]

It would be terribly convenient, if somewhat tragic. But very well.

[lionhurt]

You're saying it like you were looking forward to getting killed?

[nothingtomourn]

[ALSO breathes a sigh of relief.]

[bondsofsuffering]

[He actually has white hair and red eyes now, which conveniently means he no longer shares a color palette with local non-sIV bird. Actually, given his LiliS outfit, it might be easy to wonder if a third unit didn't just wander in here... although he's sticking close to the rest of sIV anyway.]

Ahh, nice coordination!

[softmarketing]

Oh, did I give that impression? [ Whoops. ] ...Well, while I'm not eager to die, I can't say dying by itself scares me in particular any more.

I meant that it would be convenient if the game simply ended by the next round with a majority of the other unit's deaths, for at least then we'll be spared the drama of people playing detective and the accusations that will almost certainly ensue.

[outofoffice]

[ He has the good grace to (momentarily) put the booze down before drifting over there, at least ]

What's with the long face? This round worked out exactly how you wanted!

[outofoffice]

Exceptionally well, in fact!

Will you partake, madam?

[lionhurt]

Ugh, no, not that. I can't be around liquor. If I can smell it, I'm light-headed and dizzy. So like, stay over there. Shoo, shoo.

[ One hand over his mouth and nose as he speaks, even though Venti didn't bring the bottle, and making shooing gestures with the other hands. It's a ridiculous statement but he seems to at least believe it ]

[softmarketing]

Well ... a little sip wouldn't hurt.

[salientfacts]

Ah, well, I don't have a particular yen to kill anyone, I think... but that seems like a reasonable approach.

[sunflowering]

I like that idea. It'll help us moving forward. And hopefully others won't catch onto the coded talk.

I suppose we could always change the numbers into letters if we wanted to be absolutely safe.

[sunflowering]

Ehhh... Izzy-kun, you wound up here too now?

[bondsofsuffering]

[Blinking.]

I'm Izzy-kun now?

[outofoffice]

Wait, wait, wait--



Are you saying I stink?!

[outofoffice]

[ For the lady he actually bothers to procure a glass, filling it.

He passes it over with a flourish. ]

[nothingtomourn]

[He'll stay close, keeping an eye on him while he snoozes.]

[sunflowering]

It's cute, right? And it's shorter and easier to say! A nickname!

[mathphysicsandzzz]

[eventually opening his eyes]

...I'm so glad you're safe.

[nothingtomourn]

I want to avoid killing anyone. And I don't want your unit to be hurt, either.

[Granted, he'd like it if no one were hurt, period, but.]

That plan will work for me.

[nothingtomourn]

...Me, too. It sounds like we'll be coordinating to stay in the same rooms from now on.

[mathphysicsandzzz]

[nods]

...Hopefully it'll be enough.

DAWN

[idolpro]

[ The door unlocks. Everyone is free to head on to the next day. ]

[bondsofsuffering]

Well, you aren't the first to call me by that, so I'll allow it.

[lionhurt]

Exaaaactly. That's totally it, good job. ☆

[lionhurt]

I super don't see how dying is preferable to sitting through a q&a session. Even if you're not scared, that's a ton of death?

[softmarketing]

My, a proper gentleman with a sense of style, too.

[ She takes it, seeming quite pleased. ]

Thank you kindly~