Week 4

[lockdownmods]

[ It's now Week 4 at Fayflower University. With the new week comes another memory, and a new floor to explore. That's nice, after everything, right? Right, of course it is.

However, other things have changed besides the floor access. The wall has always been a point of contention after the fiasco in week one. And then the frog, and now the investigation. However, going within three feet of the wall is oppressive now, in feeling. It feels as though you're being watched-- and targeted for something.

Be careful~]

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halls!

[throwabookatit]

[ Yeah that's a way to wake up in the morning. ]

H- Hank? What's... What's going on? What's this about Connor?

[donotlick]

Connor, he-- he checks in on me every day. It's part of the system we have, with me trying to go clean.

[ Hank is articulating but he is MADLY ARTICULATING ]

He didn't show up this morning. And I went to his room -- he's not fucking there.

[throwabookatit]

...What?

[ Her voice drops. ]

I haven't-- I haven't seen him since Saturday, when he-- [ doesn't matter, shakes her head ] We can split up and look for him.

[ Already pulling out her tablet, map. Okay, map-- ]

[donotlick]

Yeah, I saw him Sunday morning. Something... Something must've happened, I don't fucking know.

[ Oh yeah, a map. That might be a good idea. Hank checks his, quickly going down the list of possible locations. ]

I was gonna check this floor -- you... can you check the second one? We can meet back here in half an hour, I just... I gotta find him. He's gotta be somewhere.

[throwabookatit]

[ She nods, briefly. ]

Of course. If he's here, we'll find him, I promise.

[donotlick]

Okay. Yeah. Okay.

[ He nods. He's trying to calm down. Rebecca is definitely helping. ]

We'll find him. We have to.

[throwabookatit]

[ Unfortunately... Presumably, there's no sign of Connor, by the time they meet back up.

A little out of breath: ] Did you have any luck?

[donotlick]

[ Indeed, Hank searches the first floor and finds nothing. He's just as out of breath (old age, panic, any mix of reasons why) as he meets up with Rebecca. He can't say he's surprised neither of them found anything. ]

No. Not the garden or the gym, or... [ He shakes his head. ] Shit.

[ He can't give up now, though! ]

Maybe... Maybe that new places? Do you wanna try and look?

[ Maybe part of Hank realizes he shouldn't be along right now. Maybe. ]

[throwabookatit]

[ Hank... Oh, jeez. Rebecca nods, and puts a hand on his arm. ]

We'll find him. I'll... I'll look all day, if I have to.

[ The new places, maybe he's just doing surveillance. Maybe he just got caught up? ]

[donotlick]

We gotta. He's... fuck. He's gotta be around here somewhere, right?

[ Hank, too, will look all day if he needs to. But he leads them to the elevator to check out the newest floor. ]

God, I fucking hate this place.

[throwabookatit]

You and me both. We've never... No one's ever disappeared before. Have you tried, to message him?

[ Yeah, lead the way, Hank. ]

[donotlick]

Yeah. I tried... Hell, even Han tried. And nothing.

[ Things aren't really looking great! But they make it to the third floor. The Robotics Room is still closed, and the A/V Room... Well, at least they can get in here. ]

Let's try this one first.

[throwabookatit]

[ She bites her lip, and murmurs: ] Bollocks. Not even him?

[ Alright. Okay. Into the A/V room. ] ...Are they expecting us to start a bloody film company? Ugh. Come on, Connor...

[donotlick]

Yeah, I don't...

[ In they go! Hank was here yesterday, so he seems to know where to look, but still... nothing. ]

Connor!

[ He doesn't know why he's yelling his name because I mean, if he was here, he wouldn't scare Hank like this, but. Sometimes you just gotta yell. ]

Goddammit... Fuck, I don't know where else he could be.

[throwabookatit]

[ She rubs her eyes. Seeing Hank like this, it's horrible. What can she do? What... ]

Connor...! Connor, where...? [ Her shout fades away, as she takes the tablet back out. Where could he be? ]

Is there anywhere we haven't... [ She taps the Robotics Room. ] Have you been in here?

[donotlick]

[ Hank looks over to the locked door. Would Connor really go in there? Of course he would. ]

Shit, you don't think...

[ Hank runs. He just runs to the door and pulls at the lock, shaking the door like he wants to pull it off its hinges.

The door, of course, does not budge. ]

Fuck! Why the fuck is this locked?! He could be in there!

[throwabookatit]

I don't know. Were you here- was it locked yesterday?

[ She's cursing herself for being in such a funk, she could've explored and-- ]

We- we could ask Han. Get him to come, open it up. If it's for Connor, surely--!

[donotlick]

I didn't -- I didn't check, when I was here yesterday...!

[ He's cursing himself now, too. He'd been looking for somewhere quiet, somewhere out of the way... ]

Yeah. Yeah, I mean -- Han's gotta be looking for him, too. Fuck, if he's in here... why would it be fucking locked? What the hell is this?!

[throwabookatit]

I don't know, we're allowed- anywhere, aren't we? Here. Here, I'll message him, just keep...trying.

[ Tapping on her tablet, here we go. ]

[donotlick]

[ Hank's sure as fuck gonna keep trying this door, even giving the doorknob a good kick just to see if that does it. ]

Fuck, why is this one door so fucking thick!? Come on!

[foo_bar]

[well once Becca lets him know, he definitely comes with his own set of keys. He has a lot of keys. But he knows the one that goes to the Robotics Lab, and that's all that matters.]

Sorry I'm late.

[throwabookatit]

There you are- it's fine, just- it's the last place we need to look that we even can.

[donotlick]

Yeah, it's-- if he's nowhere else, he's gotta be in here, right?!

[ Hank's so distressed, please find Connor. Please...!!! ]

[foo_bar]

[look! look! he's opening the door.

Inside the dark room, there are still the same robots held by machines, signifying their almost complete-ness. Still the same tables with precision tools and tiny robot parts.

But they are greeted with chirping, almost distressed chirping. A tiny red bird hops up and down on a table, sizing up the people in front of her.]

You are not Mistress.

[the bird says before giving one last hop-- and then flying past them, out the door.

there is nothing else there.]

[throwabookatit]

Wha... Of bloody- get back here, you flapping- ugh!

[ But Connor's...not here. ]

Where...is he? [ She turns to Han. ] Your superiors, they have to actually do something about this, don't they?!