Babadon't Room Crawl

[piper90npcs]

[OOC: Please tag in to the assigned room. There will be at least one NPC tag to the thread per day. Remember that your characters can still use the network to communicate findings or questions to those still in the living quarters.]

Once word is out that the victim was dragged to the Rewards Lounge, the hires who’ve been cleared head are given permission to enter that rare knock-off paradise. Somewhere along the line, someone suggests splitting into groups, an idea that gets all the more appealing when they see that the Rewards Lounge has at least five suites to investigate, perhaps in case Corporate ever decided to enlist a stable of bootlickers and snitches to feed them intel on the other hires in exchange for feather beds and middle-shelf scotch.

It becomes clear that the intelligence they got was likely correct: there are streaks of black goo along to doorframe to the lobby room between all the suites.

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Setsuna, South and Kerrigan

[piper90npcs]

The first section in the Rewards Lounge is a suite with a large, plush king-sized bed lofted up, a mini-bar, a kitchenette, a bathroom, and a beautiful view of the gardens. Doors lead to a walk-in closet. The bathroom door doesn’t stay secure; at some point, someone intentionally broke the lock. The shower doors are semi-opaque, and strange shadows show through. There’s a trunk at the base of the bed with a lock. Another door leads to a hallway that goes to the gardens.

Re: Setsuna, South and Kerrigan

[passifloraincarnata]

[Setsuna's already here, all transformed up as Cure Passion, pink hair and all, with an open commlink that connects to everyone's favorite evil genius Kokichi on the other end.]

[She is, in fact, just in the middle of talking to him, striding towards the king-size bed with intent, when the others arrive.]

Let me know if you spot anything useful, K - oh!?

Hello. Did you get sent this way by Kokichi too, then?

[zerg_rush]

[Kerrigan jogs into the suite—and stops dead, important mission momentarily forgotten.]

What are you supposed to be?

[Nice to meet you, Setsuna.]

[ownperson]

[ South’s already casting her eye around the room as she comes in and so she doesn’t immediately look at Setsuna, not until Kerrigan passes comment. At which point she finally looks and does a visible double-take. ]

Uh. Seconded. The fuck?

[passifloraincarnata]

[Setsuna nods, then does a quick heart ♥ gesture with both hands in front of her chest, over the four-colored four-leaf clover on her chest, before getting back to business.]

Cure Passion. I'm here to help. [She stabs a sharp look in the direction of her comm.] Don't laugh, Kokichi, I can hear you.

Most people aren't ... quite that surprised, but I'm used to having to introduce myself, regardless. Nice to meet you both! I hope we work well together.

[zerg_rush]

[The introduction makes it worse. Kerrigan could have accepted something like filming a movie or test-running a product mascot, but taking it seriously is too much. She gives South a look halfway between "are you seeing this shit?" and "save me."]

Uh. All right. Why don't you just. Stay out of the way.

[Grownups are here. Kerrigan promptly switches to ignoring Setsuna as she looks around the room.]

Should be quick to sweep for a body. I've got the bathroom.

[She's talking to South as she makes for her target.]

Mackenzie, Tucker and Garviel

[piper90npcs]

The second section of the Rewards Lounge is a suite with two twin-sized beds, a bathroom, a mini bar, a full kitchen, and a jacuzzi partially-hidden with a heavy wood and cloth covering. An old-school phonograph is playing a record, but it seems to have been stuck doing so for a while, because the record keeps skipping and replaying the same two-second clip of brassy jazz. There’s a wastebasket full of crumpled up tissues and some papers that have clearly been torn up by hand. There’s another door that leads out of the kitchen, but it’s locked and unlabeled.

[ragefeathers]

[ Mackenzie stalks in through the door, bristling. If she had hackles, they'd be up. Every inch of her is on alert, it feels like. Part of her finds herself wishing Stacia was here--the other Garou is the one person she feels like she can trust to watch her back. She looks around the room, then heads towards the record player--she doesn't need the same two seconds of music playing over and over in her head. ]

Come out, come out, where ever you are...

[ She mutters, half to herself. ]

[greyerrant]

[Loken is silent, a knife he had cached away at some point in the various chaotic incursions on the rig in hand as he... Watches McKenzie's back, clearly and naturally falling into combat discipline as he enters a high stress situation. His eyes dart between the beds, the jacuzzi, and the bathroom door as they are the most likely places to conceal hidden assailants.]

[fuckingaqua]

[ Tucker, in keeping with his usual style, does not remain silent after his own initial quick sweep of the terrain. If something's hiding in here, it's hiding in here, and it knows they're poking around already anyway. By his level of dedicated reasoning. ]

Sweet digs. [ He's seen grosser. He's lived in grosser. ] Could be sweeter, but whatever.

[ Tucker makes to grab the wastebasket and dump it on the nearest bed, ostensibly for the sake of rifling through the contents. Security reasons, of course. Not to cause minor trouble to be cleaned up later on purpose. ]

[ragefeathers]

[ Mackenzie turns off the phonograph, then turns towards the mini-bar. She opens it and rifles through the contents for a moment, surreptitiously pocketing a few small bottles in her jumpsuit. Like hell is she not stealing from these assholes. She stands, stretches, then moves towards the mystery door in the kitchen, where she jiggles the doorknob briefly. ]

Who gives a fuck if they're nice?

[ Rattle, rattle. She sets her shoulder to the door and shoves, trying to see if she can force the door open. ]

[greyerrant]

[ Loken stays quiet, letting the other two talk out their nerves, his own focus intense as he prods the wood and cloth structure above the jacuzzi tentatively with his knife, probing for any kind of trap or living form before he shoves it aside, still suspecting their opponent is hiding somewhere. ]

Price, Sam and Michael

[piper90npcs]

The third section of the Rewards Lounge is a suite with a single queen-sized bed that’s been left unmade, with a big dark space underneath it and an armoire that goes up to the ceiling. The bathroom contains a huge gold-rimmed tub. There’s an office space as well, as this was clearly meant for people who want to play hard only after they work hard, and it’s equipped with locked filing cabinets and a printer and a shredder that’s been stuffed to the gills and spills slices of paper all over the floor. There’s a bearskin rug that isn’t laying flat, like someone walked over it and kicked part of it over.

[notvulcan]

Michael starts by coming in the room and giving everything a good once-over, visually. Things are a mess in here and there's definitely more than one avenue to check out for clues.

"We ought to start at the top of the room and work our way down," she suggests, heading over to the armoire. As long as no one has any objections, she opens the top cabinet.

[myagents]

"Sounds like a plan." he nods, doesn't really want to argue since there's time to look at everything in the room anyway, but his attention is on the shredded paper. He wonders what those documents were about.

[fromfryingpantofire]

Being as Sam is the tallest of the three, 'starting at the top' does mean something a bit different for him. While Michael checks the top shelf, Sam actually checks the top of the armoire.

Yes, even he has to climb on something to do it, but he manages.

"Keep an eye out for anything small and thin," he says after a moment. "Anything that could be used to jimmy a lock."

Sure, whatever is in those filing cabinets might not be useful for what they're doing at the moment. And he'll leave them for last. But that doesn't mean what's in there ISN'T useful at all and if they get a chance? He's absolutely taking it. "Also, if you find something that will quickly and easily cause a fire, that'd be great."

[piper90npcs]

Inside the armoire, shoved among other clothing, there's a Santa hat, a necktie and a light yellow knit sweater.

On top of the armoire, there's a small, silver key that someone tucked away for some purpose.

The papers will be impossible to read in their current state, but someone with enough patience and determination could probably reassemble some of the pages.

[notvulcan]

Michael picks between the clothes on hangers to find the sweater, and the tie, and the hat. She pulls them out and turns her back to the armoire to view her teammates.

"These were shoved in the armoire," she says. She steps toward Sam to give him a look at the items, then the same with a step toward Price.

Guts, Alia and Wash

[piper90npcs]

The fourth section of the Rewards Lounge is more modest than the others, a single hotel-like room with a screened patio that sticks a little bit out of the Rig to look out over the world outside. The contents of a wastebasket are strewn all over the floor. The bathroom has a covered hot tub and a shower that seems larger than any of the dorm rooms, as well as a huge cabinet. A door from the bedroom leads to a hallway that goes to where the kitchens for the mess hall are.

[xrater]

"Oh my God, it's on the ceiling." Alia's been quietly horrified since entering the room, poking at everything with a pencil she'd picked up from outside the room. She's well aware that she could stop seeing this if she wanted, the glow of... remnants in upper levels of her eye's ultraviolet receptors. But that wouldn't make them go away. "Aaaaugh!"

Fortunately, she's not being loud. Just tiny little noises of dismay.

Give her a moment, guys. She'll be professional any minute now. She's just got to get over... this.

[garmr]

Guts stays by the door after he steps into the room. With another monster prowling the halls, he liked to keep a careful watch on their rear.

The strewn objects all over the floor get a deadpan stare.

"Someone was leavin' in a hurry. Don't really sense anything evil, though."

This Babadon't thing was some kind of malevolent spirit or demon, and his brand (usually) reacted to those.

[parannoyed]

Wash squints at Alia.

"What's on the ciel-ooooooh, you're a robot. You probably have some kind of ultraviolet vision, don't you."

He recoils away from the nearest surface, careful to not touch anything.

"Ew."

Then he starts looking around.

"The trash looks like sign of a struggle." He nudges at it with his toe. He'll risk touching it in a minute but uh. First he wants to make sure there aren't any used condoms first.

[xrater]

"Reploid, if you please." The response is almost automatic by now.

She clears her throat. "Guts? Be a dear and track down a janitor to get three pairs of gloves for us? Please?" She shudders and makes a mental note to borrow one of the e-mails and passwords she's collected to chide the lack of deep cleans.

Another tiny noise of distress as she glances around, then locks her gaze onto the cabinet.

"This entire room looks like-nevermind. Sorry, Washington, I'm going to have to ask you to stand behind me for a moment." Her hand shifts, transforming into a small cannon, and a little whine starts up. She aims it at the cabinet, then carefully approaches to open it. If there's someone hiding, this is undoubtedly where they'd be doing it, right? That or the hot tub.

Mac and Bunny

[piper90npcs]

The fifth section of the Rewards Lounge is a small hotel-like room, seemingly undisturbed. There’s a big queen bed, and a mini bar, and a bathroom and a kitchenette. The door from the kitchenette leads to a hallway that goes to the gardens.

Re: Mac and Bunny

[bringinghopewithme]

Making his way as quietly as possible - which is very quietly, for a large rabbit - Bunny times his ducking into the room to avoid a team of vetted, official clearers coming around the corner.

He has comms with Dan and Sam, and no one else knows enough about his past to verify him. If the entity is one of the New Hires, it has access to the roster to fool, same as he does. This way, on radio silence, he stands a better chance of surprising the babadon't, not to mention a better chance of avoiding being detained by Jorgmund for just being too much of a potential imposter to risk letting lose.

He clears the room by scent pretty quickly and sizes up his route out if walked in on, grumbling a little to himself as he notes that this poorly cleaned room opens up fairly close on his garden domain.

He slides just outside the door to the hall as he hears someone coming into the room, and waits to hear who it is before he makes the choice to stand his post or make himself scarce and unshootable by friendly fire.