Bittersweet Candy Bowl

*Bolts the door*
Fine I may as well trust you for now.
I just don’t want my wife ending up hurt is all.

Now first off, I am no murder. I have not killed a person since my time in the service. My time in the service is what keeps me calm in situations like this if you’re wondering, ya damn fools. Now, here’s where we currently are. *He points to a spot in the middle of the ocean* And here’s Acapulco. *He points to the far edge of the map*

“Alright..”

Normally, that’d be a two day journey in a ship like this. However, the murderer made one of our boilers inoperable when he had Ms.Toressi in there. We’re now moving at half speed.

Thats a much bigger distance then II expected.
By that time we get there we could all end up dead on this thing going at that speed.

“Oh great.”

Exactly Mr.Hamilton. Now from what I know, you and the other passengers are all more or less friends, or acquaintances, am I correct?

Some more then others but yes.
*Mumbels some insults at Davido*

Frnds may not be th right word in these condi, codi- now
(Even drunk I’m still McCain, well Alex)

Well then. I think we may have taken on a stowaway when we were at the harbor. Men don’t turn on their own allies, at least in my experience. I think we are going to search this ship, top to bottom until we find someone who does not belong. I pray it’s a stowaway and not one of the passengers or crew. It’ll become much harder to find who did this if that’s the case.

“It doesnt seem likely that its a stowaway,sounds to me like the person that is doing this knows the ships layout,or at least knows this model.”

“but its possible..”

If you recall Mr.Stark asked me at the beginning of this journey for a map of the ship. I searched every room it could be in, with no trace. The murderer may have very well stolen the ship schematics.

“You sure he didnt lose it? or put it somewhere else,and if he did leave it in a room,then the person must have a key or broken in..”

Plus Davido mentioned recent use of the ventalation so it could of been anyone who knew it’s insulation details.

The thing is, he never had to to begin with. When I went to retrieve it for him, the schematics were gone!

“Oh…”

We need to search the ship for either a stowaway or the schematics. If we manage to find either, we’ll know who the murderer is.

(Amanda: Here’s your clue. ^_^)

/As Amanda opens the door to Theresa’s room, she notices nothing at first… until she sees a fire axe, propped against the wall. Theresa herself is in the common room, unaware of the intrusion - so why is the axe there? Miss Stilte gingerly picks it up, noticing slight blood stains… is it Susanne’s?
Lady Diane suddenly points to the roof with a gasp. “There is another hidden passage here!” The group look up, and decide that they should not be lurking in the corridors… Slowly, they make their way back to the common room, Amanda carrying the fire axe./

(@The others, at Roger’s room: Good! I will use this, somehow. ^_^

The stowaway might be omitted, though. Still, go search to your heart’s content.)

“Unless there is more then one stowaway.”

(@roger)

(Of course it should be omitted,that way we realize its one of the crew or passengers..)

It’s too dangerous to begin searching with everyone seperated.
I say we all return to the common and get prepared with the rest.

Let’s get to the common room then. We can form search parties there.

@ Amanda, Do you think that’s the culprits blood or Susanne’s or someone else’s entirely?

“I don’t really have a choice unless i want to die.”

Could someum give me a hand gettin back to the comun room if wer heded there

“alright”

*helps alexander up*

I’m armed, so I’ll lead us in case someone tries to jump us there. *He point to his pistol* Now let’s go. *He unlocks the door and steps outside*

*Helps Zacharais*
Oh and Zacharais I’ll be wanting my golf-club back soon.

*steps outside with alex in tow*


“I’ll give it back to you when we get back to the common room.”

[THE SECOND MURDER]

/Sandrine, pacing around her resting sister, eventually decides to find some cool water and bits of ice. Pulling out the key to the giant freezer, she enters the kitchen. Sir Plato is also there, and he greets her merrily. “Could you be a dear and fetsh me a bag of ice from the freezer?” she asks, tossing him the key. As Plato seeks out the frozen water, Sandrine moves towards the sink, bringing three glasses.
The Greek’s search is soon over, but as he closes the door he notices something strange. Blinking swiftly, he opens the door again - just to be treated to a terrifying sight. Maria Olina, the Argentinian communist, coated with a fine layer of frost, is lying on a large silver plate with an apple in her mouth. Her hands have been tied together behind her back, and the plate has been sprinkled with finely cut vegetables. The body of the young woman has suffered severe slashes from a heavy axe.
“Madame”, sir Plato intones, “you have to see this…”/

*He looks back to Abraham* Good. I want you men armed and ready for anything. We need to protect ourselves, and the rest of the passengers and crew.

“We better get back before there’s another murder..”

(Walks into Commans room) Hello? We’re back and we found the ax!

(Irony much Zach?)

(i said that on purpose,lol)

(Oh please tell me this doesn’t mean I’m the murderer, not literally, keep it to yourself. Also creative imagery there)

IGNORE

*They arrive in the room unharmed* We’re here, take a seat men. Take a seat everyone here, we need to figure out who’s here and who’s not.

(Walks into kitchen) What are you doing guys- (sees Maria) Oh, my GOOOD! (Screams)

Alright, let’s head back then. (thinks: seems like a reasonable man, but better keep an eye on him to be safe.)

*Hears screams in the distance*
Diane!
*Drops Zacharaise and rushes to the Kitchen*

*sets alex down on a chair with minor difficulty*

“heh…what’s going on in the kitchen.”

(Sorry got distracted by nerdiness in another thread one moment)

Amanda carries the axe like it’s a dirty stained thing, holding it with one hand, which is presently wrapped in a handkerchief. She glances to Diane as she asks the question and can do little but shrug unsure… glancing up at the panel above them with a raised brow, and a worried look.

The orange tabby, no doubt with the other two in toe, heads back to the common room her prize in hand, her eyes naturally going to Theressa as she arrives…not seeming to be glaring or anything… just thinking..pondering? Unaware of the new murder as of yet.

(If Theressa is the murderer she wouldn’t leave it there!)

(Babels incoherently and points) I-in the freezer!

God damn it…*He looks at the people in the common room, then the direction of the kitchen* ALL OF YOU STAY HERE! WATCH EACH OTHER! *He Limps as fast as he can to the kitchen*

Hears scream* (whips out pistol and knife in a duel wield fashion and rushes towards the disturbance.) (Thinks:like I would let you go alone.)

*looks around*

“I-I guess i spoke to quickly..”

Who’s dead now?

*He enters the kitchen, pistol drawn* What’s going on here. Someone tell me NOW!

No no no no! Not another one! (Sinks to floor with head held in hands) ((And she’s lost it.))

*Catches up with Diane and holds her in his arms*
Whats happened here?