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[attr="class","vvoverlap"]Too much hope is the opposite of despair.
[attr="class","vvbody"]When he first entered, the game room seemed long deserted. Dust covered every surface, including the cabinet of extra gaming equipment. But a closer inspection revealed signs of life within the room recently. Scattered cards in what appeared to be four hands were thrown hastily down and embers still smoldered in the hearth. Someone had been here recently. But when? And why had they left? [break][break]
Vincent stooped to look at the cards but he couldn’t make sense of them. It was a game unfamiliar to him. But he still took note of the configurations of the hands, did anything strike him as odd or out of place? Otherwise, the room was unremarkable and untouched. Eight sets of armor loomed and watched him but they were as dusty and disused as most of the room. He gave it one final glance before heading out, just to make sure there wasn’t something he may have missed. [break][break]
Voices drifted from a room across the hall. Peeking his head inside, he saw Rufus and Lumina in conversation with a man who appeared to be a guard. Vincent stood listening for a moment before deciding the other two probably had it under control in there. Divide and conquer and they could cover more ground, discover more clues. And then Vincent wouldn’t have to work too closely with Rufus Shinra. [break][break]
He made his way to the end of the hall to a room painted powder blue and lined with towering shelves. A library, but not of mundane titles. The spines of many of the books caught his eye, ones dealing with genetics, time manipulation, and other arcane forces. He was starting to pull one off the shelf when he realized he wasn’t alone. He jumped slightly when he realized that a woman was sitting at a desk nearly hidden by the books. She didn’t seem to have noticed him either. [break][break]
He cleared his throat to announce his presence to the woman. “Hello,” he greeted softly, voice low out of habit. “Have you heard of the events of this night?” Surely she had, but she seemed so caught up in her work. Maybe she’d been here the entire time? Maybe she was unaware. Or maybe she knew something crucial.
Post by Claire Farron on Apr 1, 2021 11:10:28 GMT -6
"Mystery"
"Something's not quite right, I sense foul play..."
Fortune really does favour the bold, that or Lumina was a madwoman. Centuries of wisdom led to machinations that helped her solve the mystery of the room. Procuring a yellow gemstone, with a cat's eye slit. Lumina tilted it, toyed with it and took a moment to marvel. Mostly, it was in vain, besides noting its slightly magical property. Given her two comrades had left the room, only Lumina would enjoy this discovery. Leaving her with a mischievous grin indeed! Pocketing the gemstone for now, within a hidden pocket of her duster.
Now that she was within the yellow lounge, she'd study over the mercenary in question. Lumina was fortunate to catch a bit of what he said to Rufus. Though it was very much the last piece, leaving her perplexed. "You look...rather comfortable, Mister~" Lumina spoke up, hands placed upon her hips. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were paid to fail. Otherwise, is the potential reputation hit you're going to take, really of no concern to you?" she inquired, leaning forward a bit.
"See, I do business in Provo myself. I manage trade of different goods with my own airship too~ So, I'm always approached by mercenary guilds." leaning back now, she'd spin for a bit, before hopping onto the couch. "Jeepers, this room...it's sure something. On one hand, it's warm, lively, attention grabbing. On the other? It instills caution..." that was cryptic, reserved for Rufus who was quieter than usual. Maybe the mercenary had said something prior that got him contemplative?
She noted Vincent's brief presence, only for him to go off and do his thing anew. Some people worked best alone, not unlike Lightning...
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Castillo doesn’t turn to the newcomers to his conversation. In fact, he seems to only have eyes for his pipe -- too blazed to properly contemplate much of anything. At Lumina’s accusation, he gives a short huff of a laugh. ”Paid me to fail? Maybe though I didn’t get the impression he was the type. Crazy? Sure. Suicidal? Maybe he was.” He takes a long, deep draw of his pipe, blowing the smoke out his nose as he leans his head against the back of the couch.
”It’s bad for business,” he agrees. ”And this, kids, is why you don’t take jobs from lunatics.
”I never knew much about his plans, to tell you the truth,” he goes on. ”Just that it had to do with all of you and that old crystal he cared so much about. I was just here to keep those monsters from running off and starting problems for the town.”
He snorts. ”You want to know more? Go ask that psycho in the library. She’s as crazy as he is and about twice as dangerous. Whatever she’s involved with? I want nothing to do with it.”
Framed by that too yellow couch in that too yellow room, Castillo seems almost a part of the house himself, enveloped in it. Trapped in his garish cage. ”Why don’t you see what’s in that dungeon of hers, for me? Never could figure out how it worked. Doesn’t matter much now.”
He tilts back his head enough to watch them upside down. He winks. ”Just try not to end up caught in it yourselves.”
”Hello, hello.”
Doctor Susan Stein doesn’t turn to address Vincent. Instead, she stays hunched over her notes, pen flying over her notes. She doesn’t seem surprised by Vincent’s intrusion, but then, she doesn’t seem the type to be surprised by much of anything.
”So it’s that time already? That’s a problem. A problem, indeed. I have to finish these tonight, you see. Very important business. I wouldn’t expect you to understand.”
She leans back, frowning at her notes. They’re taken in a bizarre shorthand only legible to her, perhaps, the translations flashing behind her too-thick glasses. ”Run along if you wouldn’t mind. Just don’t disturb the statue.”
As to exactly which statue she means, it remains a mystery. There’s a statue in every corner of the room on closer inspection. On the southeast side, a marble carving of a frog perches squat and flat on a pedestal, its gemstone eyes dull in the low light. On the southwest side, the stone bust of a woman stands vigil over the library, her emerald eyes watching you with a strange intensity. On the northwest side, a statue of a tiger sits with one paw raised. Its one gemstone eye is fierce and strange. The other is missing.
There was something strange about the woman in the library. She didn’t seem at all surprised by his sudden intrusion into her space. Nor did she bother to turn and look at him properly as she spoke in a hurried manner, pen still flying across paper. Vincent’s eyes narrowed as she muttered about her very important business and tried to dismiss him. He paused briefly at the enigmatic statue comment and glanced around the room. Which statue? There were four in this room alone. [break][break]
But before he contemplated anything about statues, he needed answers from this rude, patronizing woman. Annoyance rose in him as she tried to studiously ignore him. He moved forward to stand in front of her desk, glancing at her illegible notes as he did so. “And what business could you be currently so involved in that it takes such precedence over the sudden and mysterious death of Jules de Lune? Does the death of the man mean so little?” [break][break]
“It would be most beneficial, and important,” he stressed the word and narrowed his eyes, ”if you could tell me anything you might know about what could have befallen him. All of his guests have been tasked with figuring out the mystery and I would like to solve it sooner rather than later.” Vincent wanted to leave this place and never return, or even think of it again. The sooner this mystery was solved the better.[break][break]
As he waited for the wild-haired scholar to respond, Vincent moved away from the desk to more properly observe the four statues in the four corners of the room. “There are four statues. Which am I not supposed to disturb?” The tiger in the northwest caught his attention as he looked around, merely because it seemed to be missing an eye. Was that significant?
Post by Claire Farron on May 14, 2021 19:47:49 GMT -6
"Mystery"
"Something's not quite right, I sense foul play..."
To think that sticking around here revealed some truths. Try as she might to stifle her reaction, hearing of a Crystal and Monsters immediately struck a chord. She recollected a strange substance about her person, only for her big sea blue eyes to widen in disbelief. "Then...did that Crystal...malfunction? A botched summoning? Then why would he gather all of... Wait." there was only one group of people who someone wealthy like de Lune, would be interested in. Offworlders. Though Lumina hadn't run into many thus far, due to prioritizing making a living, in order to protect Serah (at least, she thought she was protecting Serah back then). Now her eyes narrowed, a strange expression on her but true enough, she disappeared in a flash of light.
When she reappeared, she was standing, looking down upon the man who melded into the couch and room respectively. "Thanks for the tip." she stated, before taking her leave of that man to try and find this Doctor. It'd take her some time, mostly because she was trying to trace Vincent's steps. Something about sticking together before cornering the culprit? Mostly, just sticking together because who knew who or what the culprit was!!! Coincidentally, if one could call any of this mystery that. Lumina would come upon Vincent and the Doctor, Vincent had just spoken, so she missed any remarks given by him prior. What Lumina knew, was things felt a bit tense...
"Does he know or is she simply being suspicious, in turn setting him off?" speculation was all Lumina had for the moment. There was no way she'd give away what she just heard, not yet. Instead, she'd manifest those precious clues that she woke up with on her person. Then she'd try and recollect the layout of the manor. Where could the glass fragments come from? What of that Crystal and monsters? So much to ponder on... "Has she said anything useful?" once more, Lumina's tone was not the casual, lackadaisical one she held prior. Not after the bombshell she just heard. Instead, she prepared herself for the likely event of needing to restrain this Doctor.
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Doctor Susan Stein mutters something to herself, scratching endlessly at the paper before she comes to a sudden stop, eyebrows furrowed. ”Maybe if I carried the one...Then there’s the unstable influx of time.” She squints at her paper, makes one more flourish of a mark, then leans back, sighing.
”I doubt it will ever be solved,” she laments. The windows flash with a sharp streak of lightning. ”Maybe if I had another hour. Blast it.”
With that said, she finally stands, turning to face them with her hands clasped in front of her, half-perched on the desk behind her. ”You both must be the Off-Worlders Jules was so excited about,” she says. ”Funny. I thought there’d be more of you. Then again…” She frowns, adjusting her glasses. ”Still operating on instinct…? Even without activation…? It’s certainly possible.”
Another flash of lightning in that dim, dark library. The space between you feels hollow with a sudden absence. Where there had once been four in your party, only two remain. Princess Garnet and Rufus Shinra have both vanished at some point along the way. Perhaps they’d strayed from your path?
”Poor Jules,” she goes on. ”Poor, useless Jules. I told him there was a seventy-three percent chance of a time reversal, but he just couldn’t keep his hands to himself.” Stein crosses her arms, a dark look settling into the lines around her eyes. ”But there’s still data to be collected. So if you wouldn’t mind...running along?”
Vincent was tense, hand on the grip of his gun as this crazed doctor moved frantically and muttered. Her strange mannerisms were bringing back unwanted memories of scientists in a different mansion a lifetime ago. The hints of what might be going on here, of something not too dissimilar than what he’d experienced raised every hair on the back of his neck. His jaw was clenched tight. [break][break]
He didn’t notice Lumina’s arrival at first because he was so focused on the muttering woman. But then she spoke and he turned to look at her. Like him, she seemed tense and her voice was similarly hard. Where were the other two? A glance past Lumina showed that at least for now they were alone. At least there was one other person with him here if this crazed doctor decided to put up a fight. “No, just the ramblings of a madwoman,” he said in response to his companion’s question. “Anything useful on your end?”[break][break]
And then, as if neither of them had even spoken, the ramblings turned towards them. Something about being off-worlders, about time reversal. Vincent understood none of it, mostly because none of it made any logical sense. He furrowed his brow and glanced down at Lumina. “The statue in the corner there,” he nodded towards the tiger with the missing eye, now deciding to entirely ignore Stein’s advice that they move along. If she attacked he had no doubt that he and Lumina could easily take her. Especially since the girl seemed capable of summoning tonberries out of the ether. “I was told not to mess with the statues, but that makes me think perhaps we should.” His voice was low, meant only for Lumina. But if Doctor Stein overheard, well. That was a bridge to cross when they came to it.
As they’re speaking, they’re interrupted by a great wooden crash.
It’s hard to say exactly what it is, but the weight of it shakes the manor and seems to set off a kind of chain reaction. It’s coming from the ballroom, specifically its second floor. Screams echo followed by shouting. The smell of smoke frees itself from its ballroom prison.
Is something on fire?
Doctor Susan Stein looks alarmed by this -- her first real reaction since you entered the library. ”What in the-?” She pushes off the desk, starting towards the door. ”Are they burning this whole place…?” She freezes, dumbstruck. ”They’ll ruin everything! My records! My subjects! I have to-!” She shakes her head and dashes out of the room, not bothering to close the door behind her.
One way or another, the manor has caught fire. There are still two missing people (Faris and Celes) as well as the missing members of your search party. To your knowledge, there are still three other groups out searching the manor.. Outside, the storm rages on, flooding the road and coming down in suffocating torrents. Help isn’t coming, and who knows what danger the other occupants might have faced?
There isn’t much time.
The entrance hall isn’t far away. Though the front doors are locked, the doors themselves could likely be broken with enough force. You could save yourselves.
Or there are the other search parties and witnesses. You recall one search party heading towards the east wing, another staying near the ballroom, and another heading upstairs. Susan Stein has run off, but can’t be far. Then there’s the mercenary in the yellow lounge and the butler in the ballroom.
You’ve been left alone in the library. The one-eyed bust of a tiger is unguarded. In Lumina’s pocket is a tiger-eyed gem that’s an exact match of the other.
There are still secrets to discover in this manor, but are they worth risking your lives and the lives of the other manor inhabitants to the flames? You’d best decide quickly.
Post by Claire Farron on Jun 23, 2021 17:44:55 GMT -6
"Mystery"
"Something's not quite right, I sense foul play..."
Revelations were occurring, in the form of madness. Wasn't it always that way, even Lumina's own nuggets of truth could be parsed as inane. Though she obviously wasn't in the mood for games, not amidst conspiracy. Yet while Vincent didn't understand the ramblings, Lumina did. Her eyes widened for a moment, then her expression became darker. Worse, their companions had become missing and Lumina's carefree demeanour didn't register it till now. She thought the professional gent would follow in his own time, as men like him tended to. Yet the somewhat damsel was nowhere to be seen either.
Thus, it was the cautious brood and the benevolent light, here to crack this mystery wide open. "Oh, you know we're messing with those statues~" Lumina proclaimed, hands upon her hips. In particular, she noticed the Tiger statue. As it turns out, she'd claimed a valuable prize, a Tiger's eye. She didn't waste time hopping to it, moving about like a wild animal or well, more so just warping. "Ayup~" she called out as she placed the remaining eye quickly into the socket, before falling back down, only to vanish into darkness and light, reappearing by Vincent's side.
"I can explain the gist of this, quickly. Ever heard the term Off-Worlders? It describes people like us, from another world. To think we'd be used in some twisted experiment. I honestly thought the citizens of Zephon were too afraid of us for that." Lumina stated before looking to the open door left by Stein.
"Anyway, now that this place is likely burning, we owe it to the normal citizens of Provo, to capture that Mad woman, alive. There's a raging storm out there, so I think we'll be okay. There's also other search parties but I'm guessing they're going to bail out. If we want any closure, any meaning to this madness, we need to be tenacious. You in? If so, let's run!" that felt suitable for a pep talk, given the benign circumstances.
Lumina would wait to see the effect of the statue, then if it wasn't a secret entrance, well... how far could a bookish woman run? Not as fast as light, that's for sure.
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As the tiger's eye gem is placed, gears in the wall behind the statue slowly clink into motion. There's a moment's pause, long enough to consider the shouting and smell of smoke, before the wall creaks inwards revealing a set of stairs descending into the utter darkness of a basement.
A flash of lightning sets the library in stark relief, and the windows reveal the muddy, flooding trails outside. The mansion is on fire. It's impossible to say how long the roof might hold, and who might already be trapped amongst the flames. Doctor Susan Stein has already left the room and is moving quickly.
Ahead, the staircase delves into the unknown. Behind you, people may be in need or rescue, evacuation, or apprehending. There might not be time to do both.
notes: Item acquired, Phase 2
