shslanon | Chapter 2: Abnormal Days

/rushed out of the kitchen and still in a filthy apron

/and saw you and what the fuck

/PUSHING THROUGH THE CROWD EXCUSE ME GRUMPY CHEF COMING THROUGH

What are you doing?

[looks up, pale as chalk and about to cry]

S-stopping this stuff! It's eating her face!

[why is this happening to the girl who wanted to help him make his own face look nicer?]

That's disturbing the crime scene. Has anyone taken pictures of this? We need to see the evidence before we clean up!

/pulling you away from the body

[struggles a little, but he's still battling unconsciousness and unable to put up much resistance]

I, I just pulled her out..! We-- we couldn't just-- let her get--

Maria is here, she takes photos!

[sobs]

/shit not the tears not the tears

/sigh

C-come on, come with me, you don't need to be around for this.

/pulling you by the arm g e n t l y

[lets himself be pulled along completely without resistance now, crying in earnest]

M-my hands hurt...

[feels even more dizzy and stumbles]

/nearly stumbles over too, jesus

Don't faint yet, ok, I'm not even near a couch or anything.

/COME ON, TO THE KITCHEN

O-okay.

[concentrates on not passing out as he lets her lead the way]

/yeah uh so

/pretty much remains quiet when they get to the cafeteria kitchen

Uh, you. You just. Uh, sit there.

/well now ummmm where are the potatoes

[slumps on a chair, still sobbing pathetically]

But-- but my hands, they hurt, I-- I want to... uh...

[briefly wonders if he is going to get murdered, too]

[shouldn't they have gone to the infirmary?]

/chopping up potatoes and not facing you

It's okay, the potatoes will be done soon, it won't take long at all. You need to eat, you look really pale.

[stares at her back]

[how can she make a meal now? he has lost any appetite he had]

...

[gets up - the dizziness has subsided a little -, walks over to the washbasin, plugs the drain and fills it up with water]

I-- I'm not hungry.

[waits until the basin is half full, submerges his hands (not bothering to pull up his sleeves) and whines at the pain]

/looking over to you

You're going to feel better after you eat. Trust me on this.

But I really don't want to eat.

[still snivelling, but gradually calming down as the water soothes the acid's sting]

W-we have to go back and help the others... if we can't find out who killed Prudence, then we will die too.

First we eat, then we go to look for clues. I can't think on an empty stomach, I've told you before.

[turns to stare at her with red eyes, about to argue, but the lightheadedness comes back and he just lets out a shaky sigh]

O-okay.

Sit down, you're looking faint again.

/boiling the potatoes, one step closer to greatness

You needed a break from that crime scene, anyway.

[hesitantly nods and sits]

But... we cannot just take breaks when we want. Yuri wants to see us playing his game.

Somebody killed Prudence, just like Pitch killed Tony...

[shakes his head, stifling one last sob]

...

We need to find out who was the first person in the laboratory after she had died, and who came from the same floor, too. Because if-- if the one who killed her left the laboratory and stayed in a different room there, and then went back to the laboratory after some other people had come... that would be a wise thing to do for a murderer, right?

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Not cool enough--

[finally chokes and starts coughing]

[looks around for something to drink]

Yeah, not a Jake.

/stare

Hmmmmm. You're a tree specialist or something like that, yeah? Something like apples? Johnny, then.

/squint

Yeah, that might work.

Johnny..? Why Johnny?

[gets up, still coughing, and fills himself a glass of tab water]

Is that the American version of Jakub? I had thought it was Jacob, too.

[looks at the potatoes]

...

I don't think it's going to be good if I eat any more now. I'm... really not hungry, you know?

Nah, like Johnny Appleseed. He, uh, was responsible for sowing all the seeds of all our apple trees in America. Or that's what they say anyway. I don't know.

/eats more mashed potatoes contemplatively

[perks up a little at that explanation]

[in any other situation he would be very interested in hearing more about that man, but now...]

Hm, my hands still hurt... I think I will try to look for something to help in the sickroom when you have eaten. Then we will have to in-investigate.

/nod

Right. I'll finish up here. You go get whatever you need to do done.

/now, to wash those dishes

Don't get too worked up later. I might run out of potatoes.

I... I will try.

[hesitates for a moment at the door - is it okay to leave her alone?]

[but it's unlikely that someone would kill a classmate now, during the investigation period, and somehow she seems a lot tougher than she looks]

...

We'll see each other later. Thank you.

[quietly heads out of the cafeteria, feeling his heart sink again as his thoughts turn back to the murder]

Chapter 2: Abnormal Days

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