Fifth Investigation

[stagemanagers]

[This week being what it is, some of you probably aren't quite asleep right now.

So when the morning hour rolls around, you may be the ones to hear the sound of the stairwell doors clicking open again.

Maybe someone should go check that out.]

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[allicareabout]

[...Great.]

Hey, Raoul. Get over here for a minute.

[dechagny]

[Ta da, here he is after looking at that cushion. And yeah, he's noticing that bullet wound.]

Yes - I'm here. What do you need?

[Because now he's getting mad but it's a seething quiet mad, coiling up and waiting to strike the appropriate target. Who shoots a teenage girl?!?!?]

[allicareabout]

There's some sort of bullet in the wall, that might be important later. See if you can get it for me.

[...This is such a shitshow, dear god.

Okay. While we're on the topic of Natalie having been shot, is there anything else immediately noticeable going on with her body?]

[stagemanagers]

[There are smeared, bloody handprints on her shirt over the wound. With all the blood from that mess, it's hard to tell what exactly is going on with them, but it sure looks like more than one set.]

[allicareabout]

[Is the difference that implies more than one set in size or something else?]

[stagemanagers]

[Well, they're differently placed, but some of the prints do seem larger.]

[allicareabout]

[All right.

It's hard to tell what's going on with the prints otherwise, though, right? In that it's hard to say why they're on her to begin with?]

[stagemanagers]

[At this point, everything is generally pretty bloody.

They are all centered over the wound, though.]

[allicareabout]

[...Great. All right, duly noted.

Let's...check her hands really quickly, just to make sure there's nothing going on there - is she holding anything, is there damage that should be noticeable?]

[stagemanagers]

[Her hands are definitely bloodied, but upon inspection there does not seem to be any actual damage to them.]

[allicareabout]

[Good to know! That's...good...to know. Haha. Ha. Fuck.

Okay. So. Since he is in fact running on three days with no sleep and he's more than a little fucked up right now, he's just going to be doing another spot check on the body because it's entirely possible he's missing something. Is there something else off about the blood on her, is there blood in any places it shouldn't logically be, is there another noticeable wound entirely. Did someone hit her with a teapot just to add insult to injury. Who the fuck had a working gun. When the hell did he lose control of his life.]

[stagemanagers]

[Natalie's eyes are shut. There's very tiny traces of blood on them.]

[allicareabout]

[...Oh, that's happy.

How's the rest of her expression looking? Presumably her eyes were closed by someone else, but everything else?]

[stagemanagers]

[.....I mean, she doesn't look too thrilled to be here? There's dried tear tracks on her cheeks.]

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[dechagny]

[A nod.] I'll do what I can.

[Honestly he doesn't give a crap if the paint chips or the wall cracks, the damage is the shooter's fault, he's just trying to get evidence.

Raoul takes a look at the hole, sizing it up. Is there a way to, perhaps, jimmy the bullet out of the hole if he finds something thin enough to stick in there?]

[stagemanagers]

[Yeah, you could probably get that out of there.]

[dechagny]

[Alright, think. Think think think...would the garden have any tools thin enough to help?]

[stagemanagers]

[I guess they've got those little sticks they use to hold baby plants upright or whatever? You could use one of those or something.]

[dechagny]

[He's just gonna pop in, grab one of those, and come right back, is that cool?]

[stagemanagers]

[Go for it.]

[dechagny]

[Alright AND HE'S BACK WITH A STICK, let's carefully prod it into the hole and see if we can wiggle this sucker out.]

[stagemanagers]

[Its gonna take some effort and probably be kinda frustrating, but you can totally get it.

The bullet is somewhat misshapen, probably from hitting a wall at high velocity. The metal is also stained a rusty brown.]

[dechagny]

[Well, I mean, they are in a hallway. It's probable that the bullet didn't have much room to go. Also oh boy, let's take a closer look at that rusty brown color. Dried blood?]

[stagemanagers]

[It sure is. I figure you're an expert in identifying that by now, Raoul.]

[dechagny]

[This is not the expertise he wanted.

Is there anything else strange about the bullet, or about the surrounding area that Lawyer Billy might have missed?]