The Murder Gang Doesn't Do A Murder (W4, Friday)

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[immediately after investigations finish, a group text is sent to Yamato, Alphinaud, Kon, and Beau!]

Emergency meeting. Now. Beau, too.
By the woods east of the dorms.

[and as they show up, they'll find Rita there, pacing and radiating anxiety, confusion, frustration! when she sees Beau in particular, she'll give her a wide-eyed, bewildered look.]

What the hell happened?

[ghoststrums]

[ immediate and confused worry because, uhm? ]

What do you mean?

[ looks between her and beau? ]

[disreguarded]

[exhaustedly:] Uh, well. We didn't fucking kill Byleth, so.

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[well, there goes any question of whether beau went and did it without her.

so yeah, rita just nods vigorously.

the fuck????]

[ghoststrums]

[ SHIT ]

What?!

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Something weird happened. Like, I was awake long enough to see some other people in the room conk out at midnight?

... But that's the last thing I remember. I ended up falling asleep, too.

[ghoststrums]

... Shit.

[ fuck. fuck! fuck is the emotion ]

[arcsplainist]

[ seconding: well, shit ]

... But then—who?

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[SHRUGS????]

[arcsplainist]

[ haha yeah! ]

Hm. I somehow failed to consider that another would have the same idea as us... I confess, however, that I am shocked that anyone followed through with it.

[arcsplainist]

[ Assuming Beau is helping him arrive, Alphinaud shows up covered in orange all over.

Flatly: ]

I can, at the very least, tell you what did not work.

[disreguarded]

[yeah she probably helped him over. piggy back ride!]

Well, it just means nobody went into the cafeteria, I guess.

[ghoststrums]

It's not like we could've trapped the river the same way, but...

[arcsplainist]

[ he shakes his head ]

Our plan backfired just a little.

[ghoststrums]

... Yeah, a bit.

[ he's so orange... ]

You'll have to try and wash it off as best you can.

[arcsplainist]

[ a. sigh. ]

Believe you me, I will attempt exactly that. The true question after this is whether or not I confess I know what this was for.

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[staring......]

Yeah, what the heck happened to you, actually?

[arcsplainist]

[ He glances off, embarrassed. ]

Would that I could say, precisely, but I suddenly came to on the floor of the cafeteria.

[disreguarded]

[she flicks him ear!!!]

Yeah, and you scared the fucking shit out of me, I hope you know.

[arcsplainist]

[ wha—hey... ]

Erm... Allow me to apologize again, Beau. Honest and true, I haven't the faintest how I got out there...

[disreguarded]

... It's fine. [she's not actually mad. mostly relieved.] I'm glad you're okay. Really.

The whole fucking point of this was so that nobody here was going to get hurt.

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[ voidstares ]

Lemon juice and hydrogen peroxide will take it off your skin. A few washes will get it out of your clothes.

[ HE'S SO MAD RIGHT NOW but clearly not at alphinaud. the one week! no one tracks evidence into the kitchen!!!! ]

[arcsplainist]

[ hi ]

... Thank you. I shall look into it and, with any luck, get this washed off.

[refate]

[ SIGHS ]

Sorry, Alph. I wanted to catch somebody in it, but not like this.

[arcsplainist]

[ He shrugs ]

I shall take it as a boon. Not that I am expecting it, mind, but it does clear me of any suspicion.