WEEK 3

[lockdownmods]

 [ Week 3 rolls around the corner-- with all the loss of joy after the trial. Can you keep up hope after everything that's happened? On top of that... it would seem that that whatever has effected your memories here-- it's beginning to wear away.

You're not stuck in the same place forever. Ssssort of, anyway. The stairs in the main building appear to have been uplocked and now... now you have access to a whole new floor of rooms. At least that's something!

Welcome to week three of the semester.]

LOCATIONS | PROFILES | HAN OFFICE HOURS | MEGUMI OFFICE HOURS

SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY

Comments

[sendintheclown]

But- but that would mean no death traps!

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

I don't want the teenagers here to become more traumatized then they already are.

[sendintheclown]

Hahaha, that'll just happen anyway, you know!

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

I'm well aware of that.... but knowing you... an death trap murder would be ah.... messy.

[They don't need to see that.]

[sendintheclown]

I said no such thing about using it!

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

Why.... why would you build a death trap and not use it?

[sendintheclown]

It could make a nice decorative piece.

Now, if someone else were to stumble upon and use it...

[He shrugs]

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

We already have too many reminders of the possibility of our own deaths around here. We don't need another.

[Clown. Why are you like this?]

And... I'd rather not find out who would count as the killer in such an event.

[sendintheclown]

It's festive.

[A wink.]

That's make a rather exciting case, don't you think?

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

For you maybe.

[A tired glare.]

One that we could avoid if you didn't set up an death trap in the first place.

[sendintheclown]

Fortunately for you I'm blocked by way of resources here!

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

Good.

[Poe just... sighs deeply and tries to grab the I.O.U. paper Gogol wrote up so he can make edits.]

[sendintheclown]

[He tugs it back a little.]

You're only signing it, yes?

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

[Poe takes a few seconds to think back to their conversation in the library... and then makes a split decision.]

If I sign this... can I trust you to not make me regret it?

[sendintheclown]

Can you really trust the words of a clown?

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

I can't... but can I trust the word of Nikolai Gogol?

[sendintheclown]

...

[He slides the paper across to Poe.]

That’s for you to decide.

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

[Poe looks at Gogol for a long few moments, before silently signing the paper. He said he wanted to understand the other man and he meant it. Some measure of trust is required for that to happen.]

[sendintheclown]

Thank you, Detective.

[He takes the paper and delicately folds it into his pocket.]

I’ll make sure to save it for the most important of occasions!

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

Use it wisely, Clown.

[Read: I've given you an tentative amount of trust. Don't break it.]

[sendintheclown]

Haha, I’d do no such thing!

[What did you expect.]

Now go, I can’t let you hog all the time up here you know!

[blackcatintheruemorgue]

.... Of course you wouldn't.

[With an deep sigh, Poe stands up from the chair and walks off.]