Tol-in-Gaurhoth LXIII: The Cottage of Lost Play

[Nogrod]

Walking up the stairs Inzy's words still echoed in Nogrod's head and he stopped suddenly turning around.

Originally Posted by Inziladun

Our difficult task now it to try and get enough of a clear head to think things through, and eliminate the evil among us while sparing the innocent. Seems obvious enough, but the deed itself will likely prove much harder in practice.

"Don't you think that a bit obvious thing to say Inzy? How about actually trying to do something and not just repeating that truism?"

He flashed a and turned again to go to his room.

[Inziladun]

Originally Posted by Nogrod

Walking up the stairs Inzy's words still echoed in Nogrod's head and he stopped suddenly turning around.
"Don't you think that a bit obvious thing to say Inzy? How about actually trying to do something and not just repeating that truism?"

Well, I noted myself that it was obvious. Simply trying to get everyone involved with what needs to be done.

[Nogrod]

Originally Posted by Inziladun

Simply trying to get everyone involved with what needs to be done.

"Without getting yourself involved or actually doing anything but just saying something should be done?"

Nogrod shook his head from the top of the stairs and vanished from sight.

[Inziladun]

Originally Posted by Nogrod

"Without getting yourself involved or actually doing anything but just saying something should be done?"

Nogrod shook his head from the top of the stairs and vanished from sight.

It's rather hard to 'get involved' when others won't.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

"Hard to get involved," I return with a mop and jug of bleach, "when nobody's got anything to go on."

After making sure plenty of crime scene photos are taken, I liberally pour the bleach over the blood and start scrubbing at it, hands gloved, taking care not to step in the sticky evidence.

"But it's an old argument. I'd make a terrible criminal investigator. Too many gut reactions, too little listening. All that stuff Nog said? I somehow managed to retain none of it."

I scrub away, a macabre Cinderella cleaning up the house, trying not to whistle or hum as I work. It's a built in mechanism: I tend to hum during tedious work, like cutting hair or organizing things. The rhythm of the mop, push, pull, scrub smush, slap into the water bucket, slosh push pull push simply demands that I whistle a happy working song.

I quash the idea, feeling that it's far too twisted to play Disney princess just now: I shan't hum, I tell myself. I will not!

Yet I find myself humming as I mop, morbidly fascinated with the parts of our moddess that leaked when they dismembered her for better storage.

"There's no proof," I repeat, squishing reddish water out of the mop and into the soapy bucket. I need a new bucket, I realize, since the mop is now just spreading around dirty water instead of cleaning. I pour the rest of the jug of bleach onto the stained and sopping floor, just to be sure, and set up a bright yellow sign cautioning 'Cuidado!' before heading back in search of refreshed supplies.

[Inziladun]

If anyone's listening, I'll offer a few preliminary thoughts about the situation.
Our hostess brought us all here for what we believed to be a fun, innocent gathering where we could all discuss one of our favourite subjects in a comfortable atmosphere. She then revealed a more sinister motive for it all, claimed to have made three of us into killers, and was apparently killed herself in an unpleasant manner. I say 'apparently' because she obviously intended to sit back and watch the mayhem she'd created. With the amount of planning she'd put into this, I find it most difficult to believe that her 'death' is as it appears. But what is really going on?
Fea and Pitchwife immediately got to work on cleaning the crime scene. Did anyone look for any clues? autume98 said she would help, but did not follow up. Lalaith suggested taking photos, and Fea says she did.
Boro mentioned an aversion to the blood of others, but not his own.
Shasta disappeared and explained himself by saying he went upstairs in the hope of catching one of the wolves in the midst of transformation. I found that statement rather odd.
Eönwë was giving suggestions of body disposal, and said Shasta could be afraid of the blood when he left, or was pretending to be.
McCaber has said only that we must discuss the matter. I agree, but no one seems inclined to do so at the moment.
Nogrod has been offering some quiet, carefully considered remarks while smoking a pipe. Interesting tobacco blend. Had a bit of a Turkish aroma.
It would be nice to have some more information before we have to make our decision. Perhaps some others will speak up soon.

[Inziladun]

Sleep is beginning to overpower me. As someone said in one of my favourite books, 'If I yawn anymore, I shall split at the ears'.
I'm going to retire to my room for a while. Perhaps a bit of sleep will help.

[autume98]

I was looking for some cleaning supplies. By the time I get back Fea is almost done with the cleaning.

This is definitely most interesting. Very interesting points have been made. I'm going to take a little nap and think digest all this information in.

[McCaber]

Shasta, if it helps I was about to accuse you of rushing off by yourself when you came back with a good reason for your departure.

And now to business. Some people are beginning to take the initiative with first forays towards, how shall I put it, "execution" of one of us. As amusing as it would be to test our dearly departed host, I would counsel against it. So let me gather my thoughts and I will talk about my opinions soon.