Clean up crew: Without Mercy

**Thirteen** · May 31st, 2025 01:56 PM

Watching, watching, watching. Watching the hallway. Keeping a lookout for these doctors and nurses. Probably janitors, too. They had to come in the clean this ward, right? Hospital had to be spotless, for obvious health reasons.

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Asclepius calling for aid brought a raised eyebrow and it took a moment for Thirteen to realize he wasn't speaking to her at all. The Shaman was still in the throws of his spells and he must have been communicating with some sort of spirit. It was a weird feeling, only hearing one side of a conversation.

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**Asclepius** · Jun 1st, 2025 09:11 PM

With his Voice released into the air both here and into the dark void that was shown to him on the far side of the gauntlet, he certainly would be lying if he said he did not feel vulnerable at the present moment.

He noticed the door move silently, its movement caught by the edge of his vision as he turned to see what had come in. For a brief moment a cold chill went up his spine as fear certainly gripped him a little and honestly who could blame him, what a sight of horror crawled across the ceiling. What the fuck is that thing. I am going to struggle sleeping tonight for sure, fuck it I'm staying at the Arrow tower tonight. The Spirit had not spoken to him and he for a moment wondered if it could with the way it presented it self. He knew he was here for the sake of Corn's memory and the protection of the Consilium as a whole, and so, he forced himself to speak. “Greetings, apologies if I disturbed you. I require some information on an event that happened here in this room on [Corn's death date]. Did you happen to witness anything or know of anyone that did?” He waited for a response, but had a feeling that an offer was to be suggested maybe, he knew nothing was achieved for free.

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**ReubanBrightwood** · Jun 2nd, 2025 02:58 AM

Thirteen watching the corridor keenly notices the coming and going of the medical staff and few other visitors, one however stands out because well he is not visiting anyone just sat in a waiting chair not anything inherently suspicious about that of course except over the course of her watching she is sure she has seen the guy look over to this very room a couple of times.

In the shadow the beady ready eyes blink out sync down at the Sharman who might be very grateful he can only be seen not physically interacted with as it begins to lower itself from the ceiling not on fine web or silk no its strings are burnt and bloody ligaments and tendons the eight limbs twitch, convulsing as it excretes its gruesome threads. Lower it comes till it hang about head height with the Sharman and from the mouth of the skull wisps of smoke exude not smoke signals in the traditional sense but thanks to this spell the shaman can determine this is communication.

Men died here on that die, it happens.

**Thirteen** · Jun 2nd, 2025 08:22 AM

The Acanthus scowled. That wasn't good. Obviously.

Who was that guy? If he was hospital staff suspicious of their presence, he would have entered the room already. No, he was waiting, but for what? For them? For this room to be free?

The only thing Thirteen could feel certain of is that she and the Arrow were running out of time. The problem was that she couldn't prod Asclepius to hurry up without completely disturbing his spirit trance. He was clearly in the middle of a discussion.

"Speed it up, mate," she grumbled, knowing he couldn't hear her. Meanwhile, she kept a subtle eye on the Waiting Man. If he did anything beside continue to sit there, she'd have to jostle the Shaman.

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**Asclepius** · Jun 3rd, 2025 02:04 PM

Thankful that the Spirit could in fact communicate back in some form to him. He however was not certain he was comfortable with the Spirit approaching closer to him, if someone was to touch him they would definitely feel that he was cold and very shook at the sights. He was glad that the spell had allowed him to understand the Spirits method of communication because using smoke to do so would not have been his guess at how this spirit would 'speak'.

“It seems you know of the ones I speak of. You are correct, it does happen, but I have a vested interest with the events that took place. One of them was known to me, the one in the bed at the time, and I seek information about his final moments. Did you see what happened? Would you be willing to share what you know? If so I would be happy to hear you.” He kept his speech blunt, no need for fanfare and dancing around the subject. Here is hoping that the Spirit does the same, should it want something then hopefully it will bluntly make a request.

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**ReubanBrightwood** · Jun 4th, 2025 08:45 AM

The man now under observation by thirteen does not leave hi seat he does however continue his glances towards the room and pulls a phone from a pocket that he starts typing into.

In the shadow the skull with its eight limbs and beady red eyes hangs on its string on charred flesh parallel to Asclepius own head more streams of and puffs of smoke emit from the creature.

I have little interest in the how or why only that they died. That I could feel even if neither left anything to sate me. You wish for my aid and help. Feed me, kill the one in the bed, slowly.

**Thirteen** · Jun 4th, 2025 12:04 PM

Is he reporting to someone? Why?

The Enchantress looked towards the bed. Cartwright. Had to be about this comatose man. The mystery watcher is keeping tabs on Cartwright's room. This patient really did have a strong fate about him.

She hated everything about all of this. She wanted to leave. Asclepius wasn't done yet, though.

Grumbling internally, Thirteen took out her phone again and, while the Watcher was busying typing, she snapped a couple quick pics of him. Then she ducked away from the window.

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**Asclepius** · Jun 5th, 2025 06:59 PM

There was a clear pause in him, a look away in thought and showing clear signs of thinking the offer over.

Can I justify one life over information for another? It's not unexpected that it would be something dark given the state of the spirit, But man that is a steep price. Okay okay think this out. IF and I mean IF I do this how would I do this. Using magic would leave a trace and I would not have the tools to cover up the magic left, that is of course ignoring the glaring issue that We would be the last to see the dude in a stable state.

Okay so what about if I use my knife and slice him. He would bleed out but its the same problem... eventually the nurses would see the clear injury and even if they didn't they would put 2 and 2 together with us being the main suspects. Not to mention that Thirteen may have huge issues with such act, she did note something of interest with the guy. If it were a spirit thing then I would have noticed surely.

With his mind made up, he looked back to the Dangling Skull with its eight appendages. “I apologise, I have no doubts you have offered a fair price for the help and information, but given my current position and circumstance, the cost is far too great then I can afford. I once again apologise for wasting your time on this matter, and I thank you for stepping to me in the first place to speak.” Once he had finished speaking he gave a bow and waited for a couple of moments before dropping his spells 'peer across the Gauntlet'. We will just have to hope we can get into the morgue and that Corn is still there I guess.

He turned to Thirteen, and feigned a smile before speaking. “Sorry about the wait, the price of information was too great. I have one last quick thing to do here being as you noted something interesting with this patient, if you are okay with that.”

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**ReubanBrightwood** · Jun 8th, 2025 09:49 AM

Tension mounting and fate spinning out in its design Thirteen watches the watcher is he reporting? is he taking notes? is he just passing time? Regardless she snaps pics of him through the door, not her best work but enough to recognise and certainly provide sympathy if it was needed.

Asclepius returns from his foray across the gauntlet having turned down the spirts offer it having nothing to gain and nothing to loose simply weaves its way back up on the bloody charred sinews string towards the ceiling where the twitching limbs find purchase on the ceiling to carry the skull away once more.

**Thirteen** · Jun 8th, 2025 02:27 PM

"We're bein' watched," she told Asclepius, once he was free of his mystic trance (or whatever that was). "Or this room is, at least. There's a man, out there in the waiting area. He keeps lookin' at this door, and he's usin' his phone. Maybe to tell someone we're here." That last part was nothing she could confirm. Was she paranoid? Sort of. Thirteen had a habit of assuming the worst. She showed the Arrow the pics she took on her phone of the mysterious observer. "This patient, Cartwright. There's somethin' important about him."

The Shaman had one more thing to do? That seemed to annoy the Libertine, but she nodded anyway. "Aye, fine. Make it quick. I'm done and I'd like to leave before anything bad happens."

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Date	Action	Roll	Result
2025-05-31 12:54:48	Thirteen rolls 6 to Perception: Wits 3 + Comp 3 (10 Again)	6, 8, 5, 8, 2, 2	2 successes

Clean up crew: Without Mercy

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