{6th glance} Don't leave, I still wanted your autograph!
[ ACCIDENTAL VIDEO - MANSION SURROUND SOUND - FIFTH FLOOR, ROOM 071 ]
[ Today Elle is dressed for housekeeping. She even brought a cleaning trolley, but the narration suggests staying away from her supplies, since they may remove a whole lot more than just stains.
Whose place is getting tidied up? Why, Sander Cohen's, of course! He owes her exactly one million dollar and about half of her leg. A fine black mamba too, but she is willing to let the animal slide, because that's just how generous she is.
In any case, finding Cohen's room took her long enough and finding Cohen gone didn't exactly raise her spirits. So today she will be looking for clues as to his current whereabouts and possibly do a little looting, just to cover various expenses until Cohen can pay his bills in bloo-- *cough* person.
Speaking of which, Elle is almost starting to regret what she did to the old man's gallery, because those paintings and sketches that practically litter his room? Not bad. Not bad at all, in fact... ]
Are are those painted in blood?
[ She's wavering between awe and disgust, but in the end indifference takes the spot, because they are not what she came here to find, so... moving on. No secret compartments in the old mellotron. Maybe take it apart to be sure? Maybe later.
Lots of absinthe, apparently. Snerk. ]
Figures.
[ She is not big on liquor, not enough to appreciate the collection, but the bottles wander into the trolley, because you never know, somebody might just feel like trading it for something more useful.
Art supplies, art supplies and more art supplies. Sketches and drafts and notes, all of which wander into the trolley, on the off-chance that any of them can be deciphered to point towards Cohen's location.
Yet more art supplies and-- ]
What is it with these people and masks?
[ Not that she's complaining. Well, she sort of is, but that doesn't stop her from trying on a few and eventually even adding one or two to her collection.
No interest in the old man's make-up, that's for sure. At least-- whoawhoawhoawait, what the hell is this?
She takes the bottle from the dresser and holds it up. No, that wasn't just the light. That thing is glowing bright red. No label. She looks at it. Shakes it, tentatively. It's probably just some sort of energy dri--
...energy drink, which by the look of its cap is apparently not supposed to be drunk, but injected, with those ridiculously huge needles she just spotted lying on the dresser. Some of them are empty, others are filled, also glowing, but blue and-- ]
EVE?
[ Okay, maybe this is nothing. Or maybe this is something really, really interesting. Whatever it is, it's hers now.
Still, this won't help her find Cohen, so her attention goes back to... tons and tons of yet more art supplies and a cornucopia of instruments. She searches what she can, pockets some for later and is finally done.
She opens a small compartment at the bottom of the trolley and--
And then the feed times out. ]
[[OOC: A tl;dr search of Cohen's room under the cut. She'll be busy for quite some time, so audio, video or action in at whatever point you like. ]]
[ Today Elle is dressed for housekeeping. She even brought a cleaning trolley, but the narration suggests staying away from her supplies, since they may remove a whole lot more than just stains.
Whose place is getting tidied up? Why, Sander Cohen's, of course! He owes her exactly one million dollar and about half of her leg. A fine black mamba too, but she is willing to let the animal slide, because that's just how generous she is.
In any case, finding Cohen's room took her long enough and finding Cohen gone didn't exactly raise her spirits. So today she will be looking for clues as to his current whereabouts and possibly do a little looting, just to cover various expenses until Cohen can pay his bills in bloo-- *cough* person.
Speaking of which, Elle is almost starting to regret what she did to the old man's gallery, because those paintings and sketches that practically litter his room? Not bad. Not bad at all, in fact... ]
Are are those painted in blood?
[ She's wavering between awe and disgust, but in the end indifference takes the spot, because they are not what she came here to find, so... moving on. No secret compartments in the old mellotron. Maybe take it apart to be sure? Maybe later.
Lots of absinthe, apparently. Snerk. ]
Figures.
[ She is not big on liquor, not enough to appreciate the collection, but the bottles wander into the trolley, because you never know, somebody might just feel like trading it for something more useful.
Art supplies, art supplies and more art supplies. Sketches and drafts and notes, all of which wander into the trolley, on the off-chance that any of them can be deciphered to point towards Cohen's location.
Yet more art supplies and-- ]
What is it with these people and masks?
[ Not that she's complaining. Well, she sort of is, but that doesn't stop her from trying on a few and eventually even adding one or two to her collection.
No interest in the old man's make-up, that's for sure. At least-- whoawhoawhoawait, what the hell is this?
She takes the bottle from the dresser and holds it up. No, that wasn't just the light. That thing is glowing bright red. No label. She looks at it. Shakes it, tentatively. It's probably just some sort of energy dri--
...energy drink, which by the look of its cap is apparently not supposed to be drunk, but injected, with those ridiculously huge needles she just spotted lying on the dresser. Some of them are empty, others are filled, also glowing, but blue and-- ]
EVE?
[ Okay, maybe this is nothing. Or maybe this is something really, really interesting. Whatever it is, it's hers now.
Still, this won't help her find Cohen, so her attention goes back to... tons and tons of yet more art supplies and a cornucopia of instruments. She searches what she can, pockets some for later and is finally done.
She opens a small compartment at the bottom of the trolley and--
And then the feed times out. ]
[[OOC: A tl;dr search of Cohen's room under the cut. She'll be busy for quite some time, so audio, video or action in at whatever point you like. ]]