SRIRACHA ANDROMEDA III: Joining! I love detectives and we need to do something about our disappearing AES!

ROSARIO THE REDPANDABLOSSOM:  I don't know if this is the best idea. I mean, I agree with Grey. Pitting AEs against each other is not going to help us. And allowing AEs to choose who is "suspicious?" That sounds dangerous. It could lead to old prejudices.

SRIRACHA: And that "interrogation" sounds a little like torture. 

But we're in!

Cloud's been captured… but you look suspicous. *Peeks in dugeon* Besides, I thought everyone knows Fudimo is behind it all(Or is it "cloud"?) Anyway, why not just use the actual thread.

*coughs* this is a RP, not a single write *coughs*

😛 

(I'll be doing this from an outside perspective, 'kay? Good.)

Malachite watched the masked, oddly accented AE Enlistor try to sweep their cloak dramatically as they stalked out of the room, barely avoiding tripping over it.

<Hmm, offices. Most <extroverted> AEs wouldn't go in the offices. So, that would, I suppose be the best place to start! Also, I suppose I count as suspicious. After all, what AE isn't?>

She caught the eye of Estella, who walked over to a small and coincidentally convenient reading niche for two. 

"I saw your questions when we started. I definitely agree that this is too fishy to let go. I mean… to turn all suspicious AEs in is basically a command to turn us all against each other. What do you say to finding other allies, then investigating this entire skyscraper, floor by floor? Together, with no treachery. If you know any AEs we can trust unconditionally, then invite them over! I'm always open." 

Oh, COME ON!!! Really teller, you just HAD to get another Æ?

Hey, I wasn't going to leave her there. She was begging to let her story out.

i was?… i'm sorry. i was kinda sad just being nothing in your head.

Well, you're here now.

Ugh, just what I need. 

*shyly smiles* it feels nice to be appreciated… i'm blue by the way. 

I wasn't being appreciative! 

… oh… ok then…  

Be nice Wind. 

I can help! But can you explain the mystery itself? I'm brand new here.

~Wind

I smirk as the Æ Enlistor nearly trips over his/her own cape. It takes a lot of self control to not roll my eyes as I turn to teller's other Æ, Blue, who is looking concerned about the Æ Enlistor. "Do you think the Enlistor is hurt?" She asks nervously, hitting her lip. Ok, I've gotta admit, I burst out laughing. 

"Seriously, you're concerned? I'd think it hilarious if the Enlistor fell flat on his or her face." She gasps.

"R-really?!"

I roll my eyes, not bothering to hide it this time. "Sometimes I wonder how you come from the same teller as me." I say. She looks down at her shoes.

"I probably shouldn't have come here in the first place." I hear her say quietly under her breath. I can't help thinking that she's right. She won't survive a minute here. As teller's favorite Æ, I'll make sure of it.

Ok, I know, I know. Wind's kinda mean. 

I am your favorite Æ right?

Wind, now would be a good time for you to be quiet. Anyways, I know he sounds mean, but seriously he's just like that. Don't judge, he's just jealous and mad that I got another Æ.

Am not!

Riiiiight. 

The AE Enlistor swept back into the interrogation room in grand style–to discover that not an AE remained.

He or she swept into the elevator to check the offices…

Every cabinet door was open, the contents disgracefully scattered on the floor. He or she turned to the employee who was supposed to be cleaning up. "WHERE. ARE. THEY." He or she bellowed.

"The dungeon. That other employee, the one with the…was it, Chinese accent?…followed them from a distance." 

The AE Enlistor paused, looking quite shocked.

"The dungeon!" He or she croaked.

He or she had to get down there before one of them was killed, or worse…expelled. 

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My CAPTCHA says gene! YOU MEAN THE MURDERING SPIRIT GENETICS IN THE DUNGEON!? Did they touch those!?

*shakes head*

WHAT GENE DID THEY TOUCH!?

NONE BBUT THEY BRKE SOME TING ORTH ERRR. 

YOU DON'T SAY…. 

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~blue

i am dragged downstairs by wind, who is seemingly annoyed at my presence. "not the dungeon!" I whimper. "the æ enlistor said not to go there!" wind rolls his eyes.

"that's why we're doing it! obviously." i sigh. he seems to live by a completely different set of rules. like he said before, i don't know how we came from the same teller.