Bittersweet Candy Bowl

Okay the time has come the chase is on and the guesses are being reguessdulated. lets go

(barges into Tess’s room) Who’s there?!

“HA! I shall give chase, mademoiselle!” Abraham pulls out a second cleaver from him and chases in the that Sue pointed to.

“You can’t hide from me, I’ve been cooking here for years… I know the layout.”

(Reposting old one for updates.)

*As noted was rushing to Tess’s room at the time, urging Rachel to stay to keep an eye on McCain I’d hope*

(the room is empty and the questions are many, any guess’s no, yes, maybe, lobster! hahah lets see what happens)

*plops down in the big couch in the study*

*starts thinking*

(Looks around) Where did he- oh god, I just realized it…How could I have not known- this just can’t- Where’s Tess?

“Be on your guard, we’re almost done!” Abraham brandished his weapons defensively, scanning the area for signs of recent presence.

{Thoughts}

Mademoiselle Lucy suspects zat I am ze one who is behind all zis… So does monsieur Michael. I ‘ope zey are alone about zat… Well, time only will tell. Now I ‘ave to keep an eye on monsieur Tackleford…

( i wonder who will guess what and whith what twists, heheh)

*takes a breath glancing around in surprise.* that.. couldn’t have been Paulo… we saw him in the hall… or myself, Luciferd, or you Clinton…. or Miss Lestat….That leaves… the Doctor… David… and even Tess if shes moving about again..

*looks down at the shades in her hands taking a breath trying to keep herself calm* I think we need to find the doctor and David. To see if their shirts are missing any buttons…

Abraham turns to protest Sue’s judgment, saying, “But Mademoiselle, Tess was incapacitated thoroughly over this visit, she woundn’t be strong enough to carry out le murders.”

The doctor has been beside me the entire time! (Yells defensively) I-I think…. No! It has to have been…. Oh I just don’t know what to make of this any more!

(Suddenly looks up) We’re going back to the study, now.

Monsieur Tackleford… You ‘ave a woman zat cares about you. What will you do about it? Do not lose your life… just yet.

*washes off a bit of blood, while McCain splutters a bit*

(no guess’s hmm maybe a clue..no i think i’ll let you squirm while i do dishes)

(Rushs for the study)

(Didn’t Luciferd just guess something? ^_^)

… Stop it! I’m not saying it’s either of them..!. just keeping our options open… Lets just find David and hope that brings an end to all of this! *Glances around the empty room still. Making a few checks under beds, windows, and under dressers just to keep their bases covered.

(No, but I’m about to. Over dramatic realization coming up!!)

“Madame, do not move so hastily!” Abraham starts to chase, but decides not to, continuing his search.

(gather in the study and submit your guess’s if your confidant, though who the button belongs too, or the pipe or anyother clue, who know)

( the rooms are quite, still almost eirie being away from the other may not be for the best)

*Will be gathering in the study of course moving to be beside McCain once again*

(Jumps into Study and looks around) Rachel, how is McCain?

Monsieurs and mademoiselles! What ‘ave you found?

Mademoiselle Luciferd, ‘e is fine. As fine as he can be.

“Nothing… What a dead end,” Abraham walks back toward the study, dissapointed.

(Looks oddly at Rachel) Did you know I suspected you of these crimes for a short time? You had the motive against Tess, and who knows? Perhaps you had become jealous of the nobles and saw it fit to end their lives.

(Abe trips on the rug and breaks his jaw on a footstool, hehe had to happen but you still alive)

(and things get suspensfull)

Mademoiselle, I ‘ave been well aware of zat for a long time. But why would I murder so many?

But I do not blame you for suspecting. We ‘ave all been most pressured.

(Nods) Yes, we have but I do not suspect you any more. You had the motive yes, but the evidence points else where. Let’s look at this another way, what if Carter’s death was not an accident? What if he was the target all along?

Oui, mademoiselle, I ‘ave also been thinking zat. I do not think anyone would want ze wench dead.

“Sacre-”

*crack*

“!! MUTHER !()@$!@!” Abraham covers his mouth in his hands, running towards the study, hoping to use medicinal supplies to aid his recently broken jaw.

(You jerk. XD)

“… who’s left… who’s left. David? The drug lord? With that fake note he could take control of whatever that lease grants… with both Tess and Daisy out of the picture there’s no one to deny it…..and that button elaborate as it is could have come from his outfit…. but…. why kill the others..? Why keep killing?”

Who would want to kill Carter you say? Almost everyone one in the house! He continually tracked dirt through out Sue’s clean house, Abraham was not to sweet on him. Mike could have been jealous and he’s been an irritating thorn in my side for too long. So couldn’t one of us have killed him?

(Hey i just got back and had to catch up and noticed i was killed,oh well)

*flinches as Abraham suddenly hurts himself rushing to help the poor man as she glances back at Luciferd “I’d… considered that too….but as eccentric as he is who would want to kill a simple gardener?”

*Gives Luciferd a rather cold stare* … Me..? Kill a man? Over some muddy floors?

(Continues rant) But what if Tess was the target? Well then, quite a few people want her dead too. Rachel, David, Daisy, just to name a few.

(idiot who did you play as…Yes the killings got good but times a runnin out, sit around and see how it end)

And the lease confuses me, why did Tess have it? Could it be because she stole it from David and then was harmed when he tired to get it back? And the three kitchen murders, who would be sick enough to do that?

Mademoiselles, let us continue our discussión by ze table. Messeieurs, please join us.

Mademoiselle Luciferd… remember zat we are dealing with someone who does not only kill morbidly, but also randomly.

And what about poor Daisy? Why was that pipe near her foot? Is David Van Pelt really the murder?

(oh i was augustus,and i’ll stick around for a bit,its still fun to watch)

(ah this is getting good, deduct away)

“Mod’me” Abraham’s words are slewed and almost unintelligible. “You ‘re l’doc’urr, assis’ moi.”

(Madame… You are le doctor, assist moi.)

For a very long moment I really though David had done it, but something still bothered me. Why would he kill the ambassadors?

(wakes up from trance.)……(keeps finger on detonator.)

(Turns to Abraham) But of course dear sir! (Gets some bandages from the crate) Anyways though, back the death of the ambassadors, who would want them dead? It pains me to say this but, who is the one who found the suppose needle in The Japaness’s ankle?

Abraham twinges and cringes at the treatment, his eyes watering from the pain. Otherwise, he decides not to talk.