First investigation

[letsplayamod]

[You awaken to a quiet morning. The island stirs slowly with you, with winds whistling and the distant crash of waves against the rocks.

Athena's room is empty. She is nowhere to be seen.

Typhon's threat still hangs in the air, but perhaps if you all stick together, you'll make it through like Athena hoped. Might as well get on with your day.]

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[threeapplestall]

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Mutsumi turns and runs, hands over her mouth, looking like she's about to throw up.]

[liedol]

[ ok now we've established that this was an actual murder and mutsumi Just Touched A Dead Head (even if it was made of clay), Ai breaks away from the rest of the group to give chase. Or at least to try and be useful somewhere she might be able to do some good. ]

Ah, Mutsumi-chan, wait up...!

[threeapplestall]

[Thankfully, it doesn't take long to find Mutsumi. She's crying and sniffling in a corner, but trying to wipe her tears like the brave girl she is...!]

Ah, Ai-san... no need to worry about me, I'll be just fine. [She gives Ai a weak smile.]

[liedol]

[ For a second, Ai doesn't say anything at all.

She can admit even if only in the privacy of her own head that Mutsumi reminds her of a certain someone - reticent, quiet and clever even if she's a little softer at the edges - and it makes her feel guilty ever time the resemblance jumps out at her. She doesn't want to end up being kind to someone just because it makes her feel a little less lonely.

But suddenly, with her tear-streaked face and smile, Mutsumi looks a little like someone else. Ai's stomach clenches and she does her best to rearrange her face to keep the twinge of pain from letting itself show. ]

Of course I'm gonna worry if you're crying. [ It's gentle rather than a scolding. ] Um... sorry, I feel like I should say something like 'are you okay' at a time like this, but...

[threeapplestall]

...I'm not, but... [Sniffle, sniffle. She wipes a few more tears from her eyes.] I'll figure it out, once this is over.

After all, I may not look it, but... I'm used to taking care of myself.