final investigation

[arsholes]

[It's been almost a week since Orthrus' lucky escape. Almost a week, of all calls to Heisenberg going (metaphorically) to voicemail. Almost a week, to rest and recover from the harrowing losses of the previous Friday.

It's been almost a week. And the storms are getting worse.

You know the locked door on the first floor? The one that goes into the center of the tower, right across from the great entry hall doors?

Today, there's a heavy iron key sticking out of the lock. With a familiar crest on the head.

The key is sticky with wet yellow paint, and wetter blood.]

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[reresurrected]

[Hmm. What sort of equipment are we looking at here? Anything odd about either piece?]

[arsholes]

[They both have crude frowny faces painted on them in yellow paint.

The one hanging from the ceiling is a punching bag. The paint has been almost flaked completely off of the otherwise sturdy leather bag.]

[reresurrected]

[Somebody has some anger/aggression issues, yep. Not that he really blames Heisenberg for that...

He'll take a look around the rest of the room, and if there's nothing worth noting, he'll continue on into the second room.]

[arsholes]

[The other main item in the room looks like a mechanical training dummy. Also with a crude face drawn on, though this one isn't quite as damaged and you can see the little three-line beard underneath the frown.

But unless he wants to take a couple swings at the training dummy just to see what it does, there's nothing much else to see in here.]

[reresurrected]

[... well, now you're tempting him. He'll be good and do just one palm strike, purely for reference purposes!]

[arsholes]

[It falls apart comically easily, like one of those push-bottom "fainting" toys that uses string tension.

Then after a second, the pieces are pulled back into shape by the powerful magnets hidden in the joints.]

[reresurrected]

[Hmm, interesting indeed. But does that mean...

... he'll file that thought away for later, oblivious to the happenings in other threads, and go to check out that other room.]

[arsholes]

[Welcome to the bathroom! Featuring: one fucking ridiculously large and ostentatious bathtub (seriously the high side of the tub is almost at eye level to Baldr), a plain metal folding screen, a toilet, and ...another door.]

[reresurrected]

[HEISENBERG WHY TF DO YOU NOT TAKE BATHS WHEN YOU HAVE THIS RIGHT HERE for the love of god--

He's. A little concerned about that door, though. Carefully he'll lay one hand on the door handle and attempt to turn it, the other ready to draw his sword just in case...]

[arsholes]

[Don't worry, Baldr, if you look in the tub you'll see there's a ring of dirt around the bottom. :) Remember, Hubert caught him in the nude a couple weeks ago.

And speaking of... Technically, behind this door should just be the boiler room.

So then why's it so dark in here?]

[reresurrected]

[HMM DON'T LIKE THIS AT ALL. He's going to tighten his grip on his sword hilt as he takes a cautious step inside and lets his eyes adjust to the lack of light.

So, uh, what's he about to find in here even though the player already knows?]

cw: labored breathing

[arsholes]

[The first thing is that the room is hot. The kind of burnt dust, overclocked computer type of hot.

The room appears to be empty, but then it's hard to tell when the only light comes from a couple of dim red bulbs that do nothing but stain the shadows blood red.

As Baldr approaches the center of the room, cautiously holding his sword...

Crrrrrunch. Baldr steps on something glass.

The only other sounds in the room are the background rattle of the boiler, some low, staggered breathing...

And the sound of liquid, dripping onto the floor.]

cw: labored breathing

[reresurrected]

[... ohhhh this is not good at all. And he's got enough sense to realize that this is something he probably shouldn't approach alone for a multitude of reasons, so...]

Felix-san! Nuadha-sama! Orthrus-san! I need you in here!

[And in the meantime, he's going to bend down to get a better look at whatever glass he just stepped on.]

[twibeast]

[ Orthrus was already heading in there after following the smell but at Baldr's shout he quickly shifts back into his humanoid form and runs the rest of the way in. ]

What is it?!

[reresurrected]

[He holds up a hand in a "shh" gesture once Orthrus gets close enough.]

Listen... do you hear that?

[ghostsguysgyuudon]

[Mei trails behind, still holding the supplies. She pauses and sets them down carefully, hand going to her sword.]

If you hear it too, then it isn't the blood-dripping ghost again. Should we call out?

[twibeast]

Huh...?

[ he listens closely ]

...Who's there? Heisenberg...?

1/2

[arsholes]

[As Baldr's eyes adjust to the near-darkness, he goes to scoop up what it was that he stepped on.

His fingers come back wet and sticky, as he picks up a pair of familiar round sunglasses.]

2/2 CW: labored breathing CW: Gigeresque body horror, wires

[thealchemist]

[Above and in front of them, something grits out a croaking sound, and what now reveals itself to be a tangled mass of twisted cables, wires, and metal shifts just slightly in agony. And bound with his arms outstretched in the center, nearly consumed by it, hangs Karl Heisenberg.

Wires and cables creep under his skin, he's been stripped down to his undershirt and his usual hat is gone. Blood drips from the corner of his cracked lips and down the shaft of the spike of metal that pierces all the way through his body.

The whites of his eyes are bloodshot and he seems barely able to focus. A droplet of blood runs down his cheek from the corner of his eye when he sees the three of them.]

[ghostsguysgyuudon]

[Mei gasps and covers her mouth with both of her hands.]

We need to get him down from there!

[twibeast]

[ Oh fucking HELL

He sucks in a deep breath, his hand going to his mouth ]

Oh great mother goddess... was that...

[ The punishment for helping him? ]

[reresurrected]

Heisenberg-san!

[His hand is off the sword hilt instantly as he shifts into command mode.]

Mei-san, see if you can find what these wires are connected to. Orthrus-san, be ready to help catch him once we find a way to get him down. Quickly!

[As for himself... well... Hubert and Felix have both taught him a few things, haven't they...?]

[twibeast]

R-Right, of course...!

[ Getting ready to do so now! ]

[ghostsguysgyuudon]

Right!

[She runs up and starts trying to inspect the wires for an end point and way to get them out.]

[reresurrected]

We don't want to pull them out until we know why they're there...

[Unfortunately, Heisenberg is in no state to tell them that right now. But suspended like that, it's going to be difficult to get any sort of healing magic up there...

... time to improvise. With the wind magic he learned from Hubert and Felix's Faith magic, he's just going to combine the two to create a healing storm of sorts. Hopefully it will be able to go up high enough to have at least some effect.]