All for one, and one for... || Chapter 3 || Cecile
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Carmilla was, admittedly, a tad....frustrated. So far, she was finding little in the way of her investigations, and more people had died in the meantime. She had a few guesses for who could be running this place, if it was one of the people here, but she didn’t even have that much for certain. It could very well be someone she’d never even met before, and statistically speaking that case was the more likely one! The only reason she was questioning if it was someone in this group at all was because they’re all hope’s peak students, and it’d take someone of that caliber of skill in any field to be able to pull it off.
Still, that line of thought was not benefiting her or anyone else to mope about, so she kept searching. This evening’s search brought her to the museum, as good a place as any other to keep looking for clues. She was definitely also deliberately avoiding the pool and hot springs for now, though. Maybe she’d head towards that way once she was absolutely sure that no one was in either for the night. So, for now, the museum would have to do.
She didn’t, however, expect to see to many other people here, just by virtue of how boring the place seemed at first glance. It wasn’t really a place that screamed ‘hey look at all this cool shit happening here’. Still, there she was, the angry swordswoman from the trial. Not that Carmilla blamed her, of course, the president absolutely did deserve to have been skewered, at least from Carmilla’s point of view. She was just a bit glad Cecile didn’t go through with it, if only so Cecile survived the trial.
“Ah....Cecile, I believe, yes...? What are you doing here?” She asked as she approached, eyes drifting to that saber just in case. If her memory was serving her correctly, Cecile had been....attached to Choju, in some way....this definitely might end up way more awkward than she had planned before opening her mouth.