DAY 6 (POST TRIAL) ALFENDI & SHIJIMA & BIGBY & ELIZABETH & ALICE

[selfdenying]

[Well, what a trial. Back and forth accusations between several people, a search for wounds, inquiries galore, the discovery that Bigby has weird kinks, Adam's sudden confession...it was one giant rollercoaster, but somehow, they've all made it. Somehow, this apartment is still ticking away with its strange inhabitants, now plus one in the form of Elizabeth.]

[Alfendi seems pleased by the whole affair- outwardly, at least. Once they've all gathered, he pulls out Bigby's whiskey bottle from last time, offering it to his fellow roommates (and Liz) with a devilish smile. It looks like his nicer side still isn't ready to come out - and honestly, he still looks sickly, but he's in a good mood.]

[He lets out a laugh.]

Well, I'm pretty sure I'm going to die. I don't suppose anyone is going to help me write my last will and testament?

[Another laugh as he sits on the edge of the couch, smiling wide,]

Anyways, never mind that, we're not out of the woods yet. We may have caught the guilty party, but there are still a few rats running around. What are everyone's thoughts on the matter? [A beat, as he glances to their newest occupant.] Also, before I forget, I just wanted to give a warm welcome to Elizabeth. You definitely came to the right place.

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[tearable]

Not sure, but I wish I didn't get this memory back.

[ Its distracting her and taking her mind away from what matters: finding the staff members. ]

I'm going to go try and find Angel, give her time to rest before talking.

[selfsufficiency]

Oh? It's that bad?

[...huh. If they're bad memories, that might explain why the other executioner hasn't talked about it, either. Idly, Alice wonders if they all have bad memories or if Elizabeth is just unlucky.]

That's a good idea. Even if Rhys seems shady and Jacky's sort of weird, Angel herself is probably trustworthy. If she says she remembered something too, she'll probably be telling the truth.

[tearable]

There's a lot at stake and I need to keep you - [ It's almost... odd how she emphasizes that. ] and the others safe. We're all trying to get the staff members on stage but Adam - I don't know. I feel like there was more to this than I'd be lead to believe. Numbers, Alice, that's where our fault is. We're dividing our numbers.

[ Please stop her. ]

I'll tell you all what I find out, see if I'm some poor sap for more muddy complications in this by getting a memory back.

[selfsufficiency]

[Any other time, Alice would probably pick up on that emphasis - but it's late, she's sick from that stupid water, and there's so much going on that her head is spinning. She vaguely makes note of it, but she'll ask Elizabeth about that later, assuming they both live through the night.

So far there's been a day between each kill - she hopes it stays that way.]

...it's easy to divide us when there are people we can't really trust hanging around. [She sighs.] It might be a numbers game, but who says we're not outnumbered already?

[It would be a scary thought, if Alice was the type to get scared.]

Thanks, Elizabeth. You're not too bad, you know. ♡

[She'd already decided that, of course - she would have thrown a fit about Bigby inviting her here if she hadn't - but it's worth saying it out loud, at least.]

[tearable]

Mob mentality.

[ Elizabeth readjusts her focus. She takes a seat onto the floor now, careful with her back hitting the wall. ]

Psychologists believe it's a loss of self-awareness - you become greater than the individual. They lose sense of their own morals and instead, feel an emotional excitement that sparks them. A rush, if you will. Besides Bigby's unfortunate luck of the draw with Kei, I believe this room - and a few others - exhibit the same alignment of goals: to truly get out of here alive. If we have that sway, it'll crack through like electricity among us. I'm not saying... we'll always be accurate...

[ Elizabeth just doesn't believe in herself enough right now to be for certain. ]

But there is no doubt they're able to sway the votes with four or just bringing up theories.

[ And on a serious note: ]

I kept my vote for Ciel, just as a by the way.

[selfsufficiency]

[Alice's ultimate goal has been to get herself out alive, but for the time being, she doesn't mind making sure these other four get out along with her. So she nods. What Elizabeth is saying makes a certain amount of sense.]

...if it is just the four of them left, then with you, this apartment outnumbers the staff members, at least.

[But then, with the other six - or five, now that Franziska is dead... well, maybe if they can find them, they can get them more firmly on their side than just being anti-staff would make them.]

But it's not just staff members we need to worry about. Cici's already suspicious of me and Shijima because we get along. [Then again, he did bring that up after he was on the chopping block, so that should be taken with a grain of salt.] As things get worse, people will panic and start to point fingers at anyone who presents a unified front.

Which is pretty stupid. They should just beg for us to protect them, instead. ♡

[She shrugs.]

...I still think Cici's pretty suspicious, but Adam had decided that he was going to be useless, so I felt like it was better to get rid of him than to go about making a point. But, if nobody else seems more suspicious next time... I'll try and point out the things that make him suspicious again.

[tearable]

Then we make sure the staff can't rally anymore to their cause.

[ She thinks calculative, wondering if this is how Rosalind Lutece had to look at situations before she made a damn city fly into the atmosphere. She hopes, in some weird way, she's making her proud. ]

I believe Ciel has something to hide - perhaps the one who equipped Kei? He can't seem to fight his own battles, after all.

[ Despite Alice going forth and sounding ominous with the protection line, Elizabeth agrees. ]

Painting a target on our backs for pushing the subject after Adam confesses... it would be bad, yes. So, we play off each other. It's like poker - wait for them to show their bluff and then call it.

[liven]

Whatever the case, there's nothing to do but watch and wait and refine our arguments until the next time. And hope that the lot of us survive to trial once more, I suppose. We cannot actually rely on one of us waking and killing the threat on the regular.

[ UNFORTUNATELY. ]

[selfsufficiency]

...that's true.

[Alice imagines that after Kei's botched assassination gave Bigby the chance to kill him instead, anyone else who gets sent out to do their own killing will be instructed to go for the lethal blow immediately. It's how she would do it, after all, if she was the one doing the killing.]

The stabbing woke him up, but I don't think we have the resources to keep patching ourselves up even if we could rig something to drop at a certain time of night and stab one of us so we'd be awake...

[Alice?? that's extreme.]

[liven]

I'd say we should set up a trap for intruders, but if Judy works for those people and monitors us, she might tell them about it. It might be worth doing anyway.

[selfdenying]

We can't even tell how she's monitoring us, can we? Tch. If there were visible cameras, we could cover them up...

[He shakes his head.]

But a trap doesn't sound half bad, anyways. Maybe throw some pins on the floor before the door so the morons can step on them if they enter...

[liven]

The worst that could happen would be whatever-it-is not working. We could also set something up to fall on anyone who opened our door from the outside...

[ the grin she gets indicates she would. want to pour something dreadful on them. so. ]

[selfsufficiency]

...something really smelly from the kitchens. Really smelly, the kind of thing that won't come out with just a single wash.

If one of us turns up dead, we can try and see if any of the scent is lingering on anyone.

[liven]

There's also "liquid nitrogen", though I don't pretend to know the details of how that works. But it's lethal, isn't it?

[ someone interrupt this idea ]

[selfsufficiency]

I've never heard of it before, but it can't hurt to find out.

[please someone stop them]

[liven]

The bird liked science. It's meant to freeze things solid...or whatever. A fitting punishment for breaking into a room, I think.

[ go hard ]

[selfsufficiency]

...ooh. ♡

[This is an approving "ooh". It's the kind of "ooh" that implies that she would like to go right back out there and go get some, except, you know, curfew.]

Let's see if we can get it, then, and try to rig it up over the door before we go to bed tomorrow night.

[liven]

[ their roomies have like the rest of the night to stop this plan IF NOT...I GUESS...WE HAVE TO TELL THE MODS ABOUT THIS PLAN. BIGBY LIZ ALFENDI SURELY ONE OF YOU OBJECTS? or has a better idea? ]

We can request it in the morning.

[selfdenying]

Hey, now, what if it freezes the remaining doctor person? That person could enter someone's room, and if you kill the guy, then we'd be down that person for good.

[And then a shrug.]

But it's not a half bad idea, heh.

[ALFENDI NO]

[selfsufficiency]

Do you really think the doctor has to come into our room while we're sleeping to protect us? Because if so, that's weird. And creepy.

[selfdenying]

They have to protect a person somehow, right? What are they going to do, stand in front of someone's door and fight off whoever gets near it?

[tearable]

Hold - hold on a moment! Are we sure this is - this is a course of action we should take? Would paint or something else more - um... not deadly work better? If anything happened, would it shift blame to us..?

[selfdenying]

[There's a pause, like he's remembering something.]

...

Right, paint would probably work better. Though I can't say liquid nitrogen would be less fun to see...

[liven]

Do we have paint to use? We at least know we have nitrogen.

[tearable]

Alfendi..? Do you still have it?

[ uh about that paint.... ]