M A F I A G A M E :: Take Two, Night Two
It's faster, this time. In fact, it's not even night when all votes are in, all decisions are made.
No one has to say a word, even. There's no shouting, no posturing, not like the previous day. Experience? That's one word for it. And it's always nicer to be civil to people, after all. Never know when they're going to kill you, and hey, maybe if they remember you as 'that nice kid', they'll go easy. A quick death and all that, as compared to two hours spent cutting you slowly to bits.
Then again, maybe not. But you never know, right?
So it's with a sigh and a smile that Hannah shakes her head at the end of it all. "You guys are really set on this, huh," she comments, and then: "You sure you know what you're doing?"
Of course they do. Of course you do.
You're just taking care of yourself.
"Well, then hurry the fuck up."
And that's Tess, who can't quite mask the tension in her voice, the question of how long this is going to take because goddamn it she's tired and she just wants this to be over already, and that's Jill with a hand on her shoulder, bending down and whispering something to her, and whatever it is, it seems to have calmed her down for a second or two.
"It's a bit crude to put it like that," Jill says, straightening, "but, yes. I'd think we know. What we're doing, that is." She shrugs a little, almost apologetically.
Almost. Not quite.
The others are quiet, just waiting- because some of us have more patience than that, because some of us haven't had one of our eyes and most of our face pretty much clawed up, because some of us are busy doing forming a synchronised floor and celing inspection unit.
"Want a gun?" Lavie offers, looking askance at Hannah. "Not like you don't have your own, but, well..."
"It's alright," she replies. "You know, I'd really hate it if the rest of you think I'd be as easy to take down as that."
Miru shakes her head. "We don't. You want a chase?"
Hannah pauses to think for a while, and then nods.
"Yes," she says, "I think I'd like that."
---
It's night. Not that it makes much of a difference, anyway- it was a cloudy day and none of you even noticed the sunset. More important things on your mind, like, say, not getting killed now.
Miru, Tess and Jill chose to stay behind, said they'd look after the house. Look after each other, and anyway, that was fine. The odds were stacked enough, after all. So now, in the dark, with only the moonlight and what little illumination there is from the house, the other eight are out.
No one knows where Hannah is. She had a headstart, after all, it was only polite.
"We'll split up," Mugs suggests. "I'll go with Yukeh and Aisu to cover this area and all of you can work out how to cover the rest of this island."
Pao coughs, muttering something under her breath. "The rest of us, huh."
"Do you have a problem with that?"
"No, no, except that it'll take forever, at this rate." She yawns, covering her mouth. "Why don't we just all go wherever the hell we want and for a bit of motivation, whoever manages to kill her gets, let's see..."
"I've got two hundred with me," Kat offers.
"Hundred and fifty." That's Lavie.
"Two thousand," Case murmurs, and the others look at him odly for a moment. "What, well, you never know."
They pool their money, including the rest, do the sums and it comes to just under three thousand euros, a good enough sum. Hannah would be proud that they'd manage to get that much, in a place such as this.
And then it's on.
Mugs heads off on her own first, while Aisu waits for a bit, before following- no harm in that, and if something's in the way then at least it won't go for her, first. The rest of them split up, Pao, Yukeh and Kat to the beach, Case and Lavie to the forest.
About fifteen minutes later, there's a scream. Kat's got her left leg stuck in some sort of trap, knives angled downwards into a small pit and it's hurting like fuck so if the other two could just get her out, please, please, thank you-
Aisu's run into some trouble of her own, found herself in a patch of ground that's not quite what it looks like and twisted an ankle. She'll be fine, because Mugs hears her and goes back to lend a hand, and later, lend a shoulder to support her back to the house.
Case walks around a bit, and then decides to return to the house. Frankly, Hannah's already as good as dead, and someone else can do the dirty business. Running around in a forest avoiding knife traps isn't quite his idea of a fantastic evening, and anyway, money goes around and comes around, all you've got to do is wait.
So it's Lavie who finds Hannah. Hears her, more like, and there's a moment of doubt because this isn't going to be easy. But that was the whole point, so she's not complaining.
She glances around a bit, there's got to be something she can use. Gun, sure, but who knows if-
Hannah's behind her already, knife in hand and about to stab and-
She barely ducks in time under her arm, gets her gun out but her hand's hit and she drops it, too late, can't go back for it now and-
She's ducking again and feeling around and there's something, just there that she grabs and pulls up and stabs and-
-the knife stops, inches from her head, and then drops from a lifeless hand.
---
It's past midnight when Lavie comes back to the house, a sharp grin on her face and Hannah's head on a tyre iron, cut off at the neck with Hannah's own knives.
"Money's mine," she says, and sits down in the nearest chair.
"Think you're going to be around long enough to spend it?" Yukeh asks, from where she's giving Jill a hand with cleaning and bandaging the wounds on Kat's leg.
"Dunno," Lavie answers, "but, you know what? I'm sure going to try."
PLAYER LIST
TESS✟pyrat_xo
VAL✟thrives
MUGS✟ambienteye
CASE✟technophile
AISU✟madelineusher
MIRU✟databomb
TRICKS✟parametric
HANNAH✟ohhfantastic
KAT✟katsumeragi
LAVIE✟signatune
JILL✟gajillion
YUKEH✟yukitsu
PAO✟77ws
the SECOND NIGHT
HANNAH was killed by a pipe through the head.
TEN are alive.
:: NIGHTTIME PROCEDURE ::
- Special roles [ traitors :: inspector :: doctor ] have 24 hours to contact me.
- Other players may use this time to speculate on the identities of the special roles.
- Unless the doctor succeeds in preventing the kill, The next day will begin at 0900 HOURS on THE SIXTEENTH OF MAY with a new death.
:: REGARDING THE DEAD ::
- Dead players may not vote.
- Dead players are strongly discouraged from interacting with live players.
- Dead players may have a party to get over their recent demise.
NOTE:
- HANNAH was voted for by 6 people.
- TEN people voted.
- YUKEH did not vote.