*Leaf snaps awake and rubs her eyes as she slowly looks around the breakfast room. No one is here, and it seems like it has been empty for quite some time*
*a bit embarrassed that she had fell asleep, the photographer decides to leave and rejoin the others, but not before she carefully selects a bagel and stuffs an apple into her pocket*
...Where is everyone? *she tries to follow the voices down the hall, eating along the way*
*Leaf snaps awake and rubs her eyes as she slowly looks around the breakfast room. No one is here, and it seems like it has been empty for quite some time*
*a bit embarrassed that she had fell asleep, the photographer decides to leave and rejoin the others, but not before she carefully selects a bagel and stuffs an apple into her pocket*
...Where is everyone? *she tries to follow the voices down the hall, eating along the way*
"That's it," Tigress says suddenly. She glares and rolls her hands into fists as she says, "Too many innocent people here have gotten smashed. We're running around looking for clues, and the only person here brave enough to gather those clues and make a deduction and accusation was just smashed. I'm not standing for this anymore." She turns to MockingbirdInc and ninjagofanmam . "I've been suspecting him for a while now, so I might as well make it public. I'm going to accuse Lolli ."
*Bun shares an uneasy look with NFM and the others at the crime scene. She takes a nervous step slightly forward and looks at Neko. A sick feeling flooding her chest, Bun is about to turn away and step back when something odd occurs to her.*
Wait a sec...Neko was allegedly smashed with a handgun, right? *After glancing at the others for confirmation, she slowly continues* But we also know she was smashed this morning, presumably after all of us were already awake. If that's the case...how did none of us hear the shot? *She looks back to the scene again, her face darkening with thought.* What if she wasn't smashed with the handgun -- what if someone only put it there in an attempt to frame someone else?
*Bun shares an uneasy look with NFM and the others at the crime scene. She takes a nervous step slightly forward and looks at Neko. A sick feeling flooding her chest, Bun is about to turn away and step back when something odd occurs to her.*
Wait a sec...Neko was allegedly smashed with a handgun, right? *After glancing at the others for confirmation, she slowly continues* But we also know she was smashed this morning, presumably after all of us were already awake. If that's the case...how did none of us hear the shot? *She looks back to the scene again, her face darkening with thought.* What if she wasn't smashed with the handgun -- what if someone only put it there in an attempt to frame someone else?
*Bun shares an uneasy look with NFM and the others at the crime scene. She takes a nervous step slightly forward and looks at Neko. A sick feeling flooding her chest, Bun is about to turn away and step back when something odd occurs to her.*
Wait a sec...Neko was allegedly smashed with a handgun, right? *After glancing at the others for confirmation, she slowly continues* But we also know she was smashed this morning, presumably after all of us were already awake. If that's the case...how did none of us hear the shot? *She looks back to the scene again, her face darkening with thought.* What if she wasn't smashed with the handgun -- what if someone only put it there in an attempt to frame someone else?
*Bun shares an uneasy look with NFM and the others at the crime scene. She takes a nervous step slightly forward and looks at Neko. A sick feeling flooding her chest, Bun is about to turn away and step back when something odd occurs to her.*
Wait a sec...Neko was allegedly smashed with a handgun, right? *After glancing at the others for confirmation, she slowly continues* But we also know she was smashed this morning, presumably after all of us were already awake. If that's the case...how did none of us hear the shot? *She looks back to the scene again, her face darkening with thought.* What if she wasn't smashed with the handgun -- what if someone only put it there in an attempt to frame someone else?
*Bun shares an uneasy look with NFM and the others at the crime scene. She takes a nervous step slightly forward and looks at Neko. A sick feeling flooding her chest, Bun is about to turn away and step back when something odd occurs to her.*
Wait a sec...Neko was allegedly smashed with a handgun, right? *After glancing at the others for confirmation, she slowly continues* But we also know she was smashed this morning, presumably after all of us were already awake. If that's the case...how did none of us hear the shot? *She looks back to the scene again, her face darkening with thought.* What if she wasn't smashed with the handgun -- what if someone only put it there in an attempt to frame someone else?
Tigress was opening her mouth to reply to the stranger's question when Zach makes his suggestion. Eyes bugging out with realization, she stoops over Neko's body and inspects it for any signs of other wounds.
Tigress was opening her mouth to reply to the stranger's question when Zach makes his suggestion. Eyes bugging out with realization, she stoops over Neko's body and inspects it for any signs of other wounds.
There is no other wound but as Tigress bends down something shiny flashes into her eyes painfully from through the window. Something is lying in the grass partially under a bush outside.
Tigress was opening her mouth to reply to the stranger's question when Zach makes his suggestion. Eyes bugging out with realization, she stoops over Neko's body and inspects it for any signs of other wounds.
Tigress was opening her mouth to reply to the stranger's question when Zach makes his suggestion. Eyes bugging out with realization, she stoops over Neko's body and inspects it for any signs of other wounds.
There is no other wound but as Tigress bends down something shiny flashes into her eyes painfully from through the window. Something is lying in the grass partially under a bush outside.
Tigress's eyes light up with interest, and she immediately jumps up and heads for the window. Ignoring the others' remarks of confusion, she grabs the old window and shoves it open. Once it's wide enough, she slips between the space and lands clumsily onto the grass. Still ignoring everyone else, she rummages about the bushes searching for the shiny thing.
