( Muttered as they test the door, only to discover its locked. She's about to mention that there could be a key, stepping towards the filing cabinet to give it another once over and see if there could be a key hidden somewhere or taped to a surface, when the ceiling tile buckles.
Sarissa fights a dry heave at the sudden, foul odor that seems to just burst outwards in a wave as the carcasses hit the floor. She has to take a second, and her vision swims for a second as memories that she'd really, really rather not think about start to press in on her.
Pull it together. Toughen up, Sarissa.
After she takes a second, Sarissa straightens up, a lot calmer than she appeared a few moments ago, and walks to the remains, crouching down to get a better look. She waves her hands to try and keep the flies away so she can get an idea what the remains might be of, if they could give them a clue what the remains belong to. Using the pencil she found before, she starts to carefully try to look through the remains, to see if she can see any feathers, bones, anything weird that could have been hidden in the remains.
Tugging part of her shirt up to cover her mouth and nose as she speaks, to keep the flies from flying into her mouth,)
My first guess is that curved beaks like this would belong to birds that need to eat nectar. I don't get why the forest was totally silent but there are flies in here. What happened to all the life in the forest, right?
( This is all fucked up, and she's looking between the other two hoping one of them will have some amazing insight, as she tries to curb her desire to once again declare this totally fucked up. )
sorry for the slow, sickness etc :[ cw: dead/decaying animals, flies, brief ref to vomit
( Muttered as they test the door, only to discover its locked. She's about to mention that there could be a key, stepping towards the filing cabinet to give it another once over and see if there could be a key hidden somewhere or taped to a surface, when the ceiling tile buckles.
Sarissa fights a dry heave at the sudden, foul odor that seems to just burst outwards in a wave as the carcasses hit the floor. She has to take a second, and her vision swims for a second as memories that she'd really, really rather not think about start to press in on her.
Pull it together. Toughen up, Sarissa.
After she takes a second, Sarissa straightens up, a lot calmer than she appeared a few moments ago, and walks to the remains, crouching down to get a better look. She waves her hands to try and keep the flies away so she can get an idea what the remains might be of, if they could give them a clue what the remains belong to. Using the pencil she found before, she starts to carefully try to look through the remains, to see if she can see any feathers, bones, anything weird that could have been hidden in the remains.
Tugging part of her shirt up to cover her mouth and nose as she speaks, to keep the flies from flying into her mouth,)
My first guess is that curved beaks like this would belong to birds that need to eat nectar. I don't get why the forest was totally silent but there are flies in here. What happened to all the life in the forest, right?
( This is all fucked up, and she's looking between the other two hoping one of them will have some amazing insight, as she tries to curb her desire to once again declare this totally fucked up. )