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THE GRAND HALL; OPEN
Oct. 22nd, 2013 04:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
crabhammerThe crab keeps on seeing people investigating things, but for all the diligent clue-rummaging that presumably is getting done here, he still has no idea what the hell is going on, and from what he can work out the people looking for clues don't seem to be doing much liasing with each other.
It's inefficient, and more to the point if he has no idea what's going on then other people must not, either – which means they're way more likely to wind up on the receiving end of another mystery homicide due to lack of information and the whole thing will start all over again.
He is very concerned, and also pretty damn irritated at how incorrectly he feels everybody is dealing with this. Irritation is convenient. Irritation is certainly easier to deal with than fear.
So, having left the hearth fire in the hearth room with moderate certainty that his double is sitting tight there for the time being, he quits his monster shape, removes the candles from his shoulders, and finds himself a decently sized metal pot.
He takes that up in one hand and one of the candles in the other. Then he sets off down the length of the grand hall, banging the bottom of the pot with the hard carapaced knuckles of his other hand and managing, just, not to extinguish the candle.
"HEY ASSHOLES," he yells in between bangs, "GET OUT HERE, I AM CALLING A HOUSE MEETING, IT IS NOT OPTIONAL!"
(ooc: feel free to make multiple new threads in response to this, but jumping into existing ones is also totally acceptable! EDIT: I am going to combine replies to some of these threads to avoid too much repetition, because I got more separate ones than I was anticipating C: New folks are still welcome to jump in!)
It's inefficient, and more to the point if he has no idea what's going on then other people must not, either – which means they're way more likely to wind up on the receiving end of another mystery homicide due to lack of information and the whole thing will start all over again.
He is very concerned, and also pretty damn irritated at how incorrectly he feels everybody is dealing with this. Irritation is convenient. Irritation is certainly easier to deal with than fear.
So, having left the hearth fire in the hearth room with moderate certainty that his double is sitting tight there for the time being, he quits his monster shape, removes the candles from his shoulders, and finds himself a decently sized metal pot.
He takes that up in one hand and one of the candles in the other. Then he sets off down the length of the grand hall, banging the bottom of the pot with the hard carapaced knuckles of his other hand and managing, just, not to extinguish the candle.
"HEY ASSHOLES," he yells in between bangs, "GET OUT HERE, I AM CALLING A HOUSE MEETING, IT IS NOT OPTIONAL!"
(ooc: feel free to make multiple new threads in response to this, but jumping into existing ones is also totally acceptable! EDIT: I am going to combine replies to some of these threads to avoid too much repetition, because I got more separate ones than I was anticipating C: New folks are still welcome to jump in!)
