[He holds it pretty carefully, like he doesn't want to get his hands all over it. He tries to stop thinking about the blanket fort long enough to look serious.]
Mob, Vezda, Xie Lian, and Hua Cheng were asleep on the ship. On the top deck, I saw someone putting a body into one of the cannons. I don't know who it was. This was in the cannon with the body, but it wasn't used to kill.
I thought I could get the gun, but--in the dark, in the sea... I wouldn't have been able to find it. I don't know if any of us will.
[He glances between them, and then... goes about trying to correct one of the fort sections at Hansa's previous request.]
The knife is what was inside of the cannon. I don't know if it was planted, or used as self defense... so I took it. I intended to wait to make sure it wasn't used as a distraction. I'm not sure-- [He laughs humorlessly.] --how long I can hide it without looking guilty.
I don't know if the gun was used as a weapon or not, only that I saw it being thrown overboard. Hadn't a few others received guns last time? Not regular ones, but...?
Well, great. That's one piece of evidence missing.
[Hold on, let him get a blanket to drape between sections before he continues.]
...Honestly, I think it was a bad idea you picked it up, but I guess we'll have to figure out a way to draw attention away from you in the case they find it. [That's a bad situation to be in, Blanca...his worry can definitely be felt.] And yes, some received healing guns? They couldn't be used as weapons.
Ochako and Xie Lian took the guns that could heal with fire, yes, and they were one-use items as well.
[... A hum of thought]
If I am unable to successfully locate a bullet wound, it might be worth considering that those guns were used. [Pausing to take some of his hair, gently wringing more water out of it]
When inevitably the group asks for everyone's weapons to be accounted for, we must also ask for the healing items as well.
[Though he will circle back to Hansa's statement, mouth pressed into a thin line as he looks at Blanca]
I understand your reasoning, but I also think it was unwise. For now, we will need a plan to keep you free of suspicion... [And it's here that he stops, and frowns, and then decides he might as well speak his mind]
Raven was one of the murdered, and he was my roommate. I expect at some point the room will be searched. Leave the knife there if you believe it wise. While it might cast suspicion on me, the group might also believe that Raven himself wielded it, throwing everyone off of your trail.
[There's a small sigh, and a bunch of frustration from him that seems to be... attempted to regulate, in a way.]
I think that would be a good direction to take, yes.
[And then his expression softens, and there's gratitude there. So far, he's been earnest, at least as his feelings show. He offers Chiron a weak smile.]
Thank you, Archer. I believe I'll take you up on that offer. It was a hasty decision, but... I did not have much time. I didn't want it to become a distraction if it was put there as one. But if the gun that went into the ocean had been one of the few that could heal...
[He's silent for a moment. There's worry, pensiveness, but methodical attempts to work through all of this information. A cannon. A knife. A gun. Things they would have to focus on, for tomorrow.]
Either way, we'll cross that bridge when we get to it. Duck your head, Blanca. [Just reaching over him to stabilize a pillow.] I'll keep the heat off of you as best as I can. We at least have one clues for one murder. Raven was the one I in the bar, which I didn't see too many clues for, so maybe focusing on Laine for now is best.
[Two dads and a wine aunt in a pillow fort prepared to fuck up some evidence. Cool.
Though before they get too far into more planning:]
-- Blanca. I still do not know how you have access to such information, so if you have a way of expressing your own innocence to me, I suggest you do it now. Given your stature and what little I know of you, you could have made the kill and put the body into the cannon, and are now using your temporary allegiance to have us hide evidence.
[It should be noted that nothing in Chiron's expression really suggests he believes this, and what emotion you can feel from him is mild. There are many, many holes in his argument, after all, but that's not really the point: he wants Blanca to face him for a moment, and assert his innocence if he is willing]
-- Ah, and also: does that knife have your fingerprints all over it? Should it be found and checked, even I will not be able to defend you from suspicion. In which case, it might be wise for us to consider wiping the prints.
[yes, he knows he is suggesting they really fuck up evidence, but hear him out:]
My group discovered two pairs of gloves, which is why I bring up the matter. The murderer, whatever weapon they used, might not have handled anything with their bare hands.
[Carefully, he ducks his head to let Hansa continue with the stupid fort without shocking the shit out of the two of them right in front of Chiron's very serious discussion.]
Don't get in trouble on my behalf, Hansa. Please.
[He lifts his head just enough to raise his eyes at Chiron.] And you either, Archer. I worry about implicating you. [The concern is real.] I--yes, unfortunately, I've touched it. So I would have to wipe it.
[He pauses.]
I was chosen to handle this job as a way to give us some assistance in finding who may have been behind the killings. I think because the first one was somewhat of a mess. I can stay awake, but there is only so much time during the night. I have to make sure I decide the best places to look for clues.
[Mm... the answer seems to satisfy Chiron, at least. Besides, Hansa has asked the question that was on his mind.
At most he will murmur to himself, tapping his chin:]
Indeed. You cannot die.
[That's why Chiron offered his room at all; a place where the knife will likely be found if the group needs to examine it, but in a way that will pull suspicion off of him.
No, more likely he will have to ask around, gain the trust of his peers, and either offer up his abilities as proof of his goodwill, or hope they trust him enough to offer the information in turn.
[Tapping at his chin in thought]
Are there specific rules to who you can tell, and who you can't? Or is it all at your discretion?
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Yes, do tell, Blanca. [A beat.] Also fortify that section, it looks like it's going to fall.
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Chiron is soaking wet still.
Secondly, he is deadeyeing that blanket fort without actually entering it]
I ask that you focus to the best of your ability. Tell us what you know.
[So that he can maybe dry his hair eventually.]
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You're-- [Yes, well.] Right. I guess the first thing:
[And from his pocket, he pulls out
a bloody knife.]
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Blanca. W-where did you get that?
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[He holds it pretty carefully, like he doesn't want to get his hands all over it. He tries to stop thinking about the blanket fort long enough to look serious.]
Mob, Vezda, Xie Lian, and Hua Cheng were asleep on the ship. On the top deck, I saw someone putting a body into one of the cannons. I don't know who it was. This was in the cannon with the body, but it wasn't used to kill.
Before they left, they threw a gun into the sea.
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[Trying hard not to think of blanket fort, but.]
A gun? How are we going to get that...? [Ugh.] And where was the knife found?
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If so, that is the body I will be checking come tomorrow.
[Chiron: dibs]
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[He glances between them, and then... goes about trying to correct one of the fort sections at Hansa's previous request.]
The knife is what was inside of the cannon. I don't know if it was planted, or used as self defense... so I took it. I intended to wait to make sure it wasn't used as a distraction. I'm not sure-- [He laughs humorlessly.] --how long I can hide it without looking guilty.
I don't know if the gun was used as a weapon or not, only that I saw it being thrown overboard. Hadn't a few others received guns last time? Not regular ones, but...?
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[Hold on, let him get a blanket to drape between sections before he continues.]
...Honestly, I think it was a bad idea you picked it up, but I guess we'll have to figure out a way to draw attention away from you in the case they find it. [That's a bad situation to be in, Blanca...his worry can definitely be felt.] And yes, some received healing guns? They couldn't be used as weapons.
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[... A hum of thought]
If I am unable to successfully locate a bullet wound, it might be worth considering that those guns were used. [Pausing to take some of his hair, gently wringing more water out of it]
When inevitably the group asks for everyone's weapons to be accounted for, we must also ask for the healing items as well.
[Though he will circle back to Hansa's statement, mouth pressed into a thin line as he looks at Blanca]
I understand your reasoning, but I also think it was unwise. For now, we will need a plan to keep you free of suspicion... [And it's here that he stops, and frowns, and then decides he might as well speak his mind]
Raven was one of the murdered, and he was my roommate. I expect at some point the room will be searched. Leave the knife there if you believe it wise. While it might cast suspicion on me, the group might also believe that Raven himself wielded it, throwing everyone off of your trail.
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I think that would be a good direction to take, yes.
[And then his expression softens, and there's gratitude there. So far, he's been earnest, at least as his feelings show. He offers Chiron a weak smile.]
Thank you, Archer. I believe I'll take you up on that offer. It was a hasty decision, but... I did not have much time. I didn't want it to become a distraction if it was put there as one. But if the gun that went into the ocean had been one of the few that could heal...
[He shakes his head.]
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[He's silent for a moment. There's worry, pensiveness, but methodical attempts to work through all of this information. A cannon. A knife. A gun. Things they would have to focus on, for tomorrow.]
Either way, we'll cross that bridge when we get to it. Duck your head, Blanca. [Just reaching over him to stabilize a pillow.] I'll keep the heat off of you as best as I can. We at least have one clues for one murder. Raven was the one I in the bar, which I didn't see too many clues for, so maybe focusing on Laine for now is best.
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Though before they get too far into more planning:]
-- Blanca. I still do not know how you have access to such information, so if you have a way of expressing your own innocence to me, I suggest you do it now. Given your stature and what little I know of you, you could have made the kill and put the body into the cannon, and are now using your temporary allegiance to have us hide evidence.
[It should be noted that nothing in Chiron's expression really suggests he believes this, and what emotion you can feel from him is mild. There are many, many holes in his argument, after all, but that's not really the point: he wants Blanca to face him for a moment, and assert his innocence if he is willing]
-- Ah, and also: does that knife have your fingerprints all over it? Should it be found and checked, even I will not be able to defend you from suspicion. In which case, it might be wise for us to consider wiping the prints.
[yes, he knows he is suggesting they really fuck up evidence, but hear him out:]
My group discovered two pairs of gloves, which is why I bring up the matter. The murderer, whatever weapon they used, might not have handled anything with their bare hands.
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Don't get in trouble on my behalf, Hansa. Please.
[He lifts his head just enough to raise his eyes at Chiron.] And you either, Archer. I worry about implicating you. [The concern is real.] I--yes, unfortunately, I've touched it. So I would have to wipe it.
[He pauses.]
I was chosen to handle this job as a way to give us some assistance in finding who may have been behind the killings. I think because the first one was somewhat of a mess. I can stay awake, but there is only so much time during the night. I have to make sure I decide the best places to look for clues.
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[He finally draws back from his work with a sigh.]
Wipe the knife, then. It can't be helped. [A beat.] Chosen by who, though? You haven't said as much yet, Blanca.
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At most he will murmur to himself, tapping his chin:]
Indeed. You cannot die.
[That's why Chiron offered his room at all; a place where the knife will likely be found if the group needs to examine it, but in a way that will pull suspicion off of him.
It will put his neck on the line, but...]
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My leader. They aren't a fan of violence or dying, so they've said.
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How nice of them. Do they have anyone else helping you? Its hard to believe they'd put it all on your shoulders.
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Yes, in fact, I wonder if each of the Leaders has someone whom they've offered extra privileges to.
[Hm]
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I asked them, but all they said was I would have to find out.
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[Tapping at his chin in thought]
Are there specific rules to who you can tell, and who you can't? Or is it all at your discretion?
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[He shakes his head.]
There are no written rules, but it doesn't mean I won't be punished if I am careless.