Candice brightened up at the sound of ping pong. "Ping pong! I love ping pong," she said walking over to the Headless Horseman. "Should we have teams?"

"Teams would be fun if we had one more person." Roy said as he picked up one of the paddles and spun it in his hand. "Ed could not play considering he is extremly short. I wonder where he has gone, he must be tired." Mustang said outloud to himself.



[Off to bed, its 10:21 for me and I have a lot to do tomarow. Enjoy the ping pong. I am going to try to get Ed to post...*picks up phone* bye.]

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"Oh, I'm Nurrantiel." She started to offer her hand out of habit, but, well...Huh. Should have thought first. Nurr tried to cover the awkwardness by moving her hand to pick up another paddle. "Sure Roy, I'll join your team. Ready when you are." She waited for the Horseman to serve whilst turning her mind to the double murder. One part of her was intent on the game, the rest was a turmoil of detectives minds trying to speak.

Flour, bread smell, but no bread. Will anyone admit to cooking? Probably not. It's significant. No sustenance is significant. Someone had to be up early to murder two people. What's the proximity of cabins? How many would a murderer have to cross to get from the Malfoy's cabin to the kitchen? Chance of disturbance? Poirot would say think, Holmes would get out and start experimenting. Well, can't quite do both at once. Think, I guess, while I'm here.

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Kit was far removed from the other guests in order to seek out the villainous villainy that was aboard her beloved, <i>expensive</i>, replacement for an actual haunted house and she was determined not to allow the officials take away her boating license which she may or may not have acquired throughshadymeanswhat?youdidn'thearanythingjustwalkaway.

Yusuf and Pliff had long since moved the bodies of the late Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy to one of the empty cabin rooms... wait, why didn't they just leave them in <i>their</i> room? It would've been much more convenient -- anyways, Kit was not to be bothered with the numb-brained thinking of her staff, since there were only two and the work was extraneous because of such a short staff discluding the crew -- which she got on loan from her pirate friend named Larry who lost both of his arms and part of his eye.

Really, good workers are so very hard to come by these days.

Kit was wandering about through the ship when suddenly she passed by the open doorway to the game room.

"Oh, how I do miss the days of fun and games, that," she sighed wistfully. She pursed her lips and furrowed her eyes in contemplative wonderment, "But being a Captain's just so very hard work..."

She turned and peeked into the game room and saw the lights were off, "A small 'round of pool wouldn't hurt, aye?"

Kit flicked on the lights in surprise to see the body of someone on the floor.

"OH MY ---" Kit rushed to their side and rolled them onto their back. "SOMEONE HEEEELPP THE CAAPPPTAIIINNNN!!!!"

She rolled them over and blinked at the familiar face of... <i>Richard</i>?

"Oh, dang -- that's so not good." Kit muttered, "Oh, and what a handsome fellow he was. Look at him." She poked his cheek a bit, and suddenly realized she didn't even know if he was <i>truly</i> dead yet.

"I've gotten so used it them being dead," she surmised.

She checked for a pulse and bended down to listen to his breathing, but no such luck. There was no pulse, and not a single puff of air.

"Yup, dead." Kit announced.

About her was a fallen bottle of some wine of sorts and a half empty glass, now slightly cracked from the fall but not entirely broken. Kit checked the bottle and saw that it was a Zinfandel 1974. "Mmm, good taste."

Not that Kit would know -- she is afterall ... not that old.

A few feet away a stand was knocked over by a sitting chair and she spotted a book peeking out from under said chair.

Kit made her way over to the chair on all fours and carefully pulled out the paperbook. She made a face. "Argh. <i>New Moon</i>. Really? Why is it that every year, Twilight creeps its way in?"




[I verily apologize. I had a test today and have a test tomorrow. I am very swamped.]

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"Who's team I shall I...." Candice's sentence trailed off as she heard Kit's cry for help. She turned and ran towards where she thought she heard Kit's voice. After getting turned around for s second she finally found Kit and the deceased.

Candice went pail. She had heard about the first two deaths, but hadn't seen them. Actually seeing a dead body was rather unsettling. "Oh dear," she said quietly. Candice stood awkwardly trying to figure out some way to help. She spied the book in Kit's hand and raised an eyebrow.

"Who's been reading Twilight?"

[color=white]Having explored the ship to her heart's content and having poured over the clues of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy (not really), she found herself content to sit quietly with a pen and paper in hand, writing.

She was feeling rather uncreative at the moment, when someone screamed.

KIT?

'Oh dear. Not another one.' Fuschia remembered thinking briefly as she made for the games room.

At the sight of Richard's body and the Twilight book in Kit's hand, she stopped.

"Ew."

Roy was getting ready to play the game of ping pong when he heard Kit's cry. "Another body? Well I guess we all knew it was comeing eventually." Mustang said as he rushed to where the body was. He glanced up to Kit and saw the twilight book. "Twilight are you serious?"

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Alerted by the screaming White Night stormed to the game room only to see a small gathering and an agitated Kit bent over the body of... Richard.

"Is he...?" She stretched her neck to be able to see for herself the apparently lifeless body of the young man.
She let her gaze travel the crime scene and noticed the bottle of wine and the Twilight book Kit held up.
"...but I don't see a murder weapon...?" She wondered.

She frowned.
"But then again I'm no expert on murders... Tell me again, how exactly did he die?"

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Nurr followed the crowd into the other room, but betrayed no surprise at seeing another dead body. After three years of Kit's gatherings, she really wasn't shocked anymore. Instead, she took out her camera and got to work. The papers back home were going to love this.

"Unless it was death by Twilight - and hey, it can happen - my guess would be poison," she murmured.

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"I must say, these Twilight references are really throwing me off" Pandemonium muttered to no one in particular. She had heard rumors of murder last year that involved a bookcase and the Twilight books.

Again the debate would begin as to whether the killer liked or hated Twilight.... Pulling out her notepad and pen she began to tap the latter on her chin before adding to her plethora of notes.

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"I wish we could speak to Richard.." Sparkle spoke to the rest of the crowd. "He might perhaps have spotted the killer!"
She shivered with both fear and excitement. Excitement, because if Richard could appoint the killer this horrorcruise would finally be over. And hopefully there would be enough days left to spend with a particular person in a normal, sparkling kind of way.

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[ I'm not sure where everyone is, but Sparkle is where everyone else is. In the dining room I though? ]

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