Partners in Grime [Day 3, Midnight, Expecting]

[Ikkit the Bastard]

Ikkit frowned, his ears twitching in slight agitation. He didn't point, he just spoke very quietly.

"Y'mark that?"

[Illiam'iira]

It stands out for Illiam'iira, for sure, who's not really done this before. This pile was just way too...sorted.

Illiam'iira freezes the second she sees it, glancing over to Ikkit. Nods. Whether it's a trap or a body or... who knows... she's got enough sense not to touch it.

"Mighty fine rat," She whispers back to him. "Think you can grab it without it noticin'?"

She'll let Ikkit lead on this one, being he's the professional. Illi prepares to jump and/or run the second she needs to.

(Dodge if necessary)

[Ikkit the Bastard]

Ikkit, having marked the pile, pointed from his eyes to it- encouraging Illi to keep a look at it- while he took in their surroundings more generally, looking for some sign of whoever had fashioned the pile, assuming they weren't hiding under it...

[Rolls for tolls to speed things up-

Perception again- 18
Investigation if that's actually what I'm supposed to roll- 10 Wow, Orokos. Wow.
Survival if that's still used for tracking-esque applications in 5th- 13 Yay.]

[Illiam'iira]

Ikkit, having marked the pile, pointed from his eyes to it- encouraging Illi to keep a look at it- while he took in their surroundings more generally, looking for some sign of whoever had fashioned the pile, assuming they weren't hiding under it...

Illi watches the pile like a hawk.

[Flession]

Ikkit, having marked the pile, pointed from his eyes to it- encouraging Illi to keep a look at it- while he took in their surroundings more generally, looking for some sign of whoever had fashioned the pile, assuming they weren't hiding under it...

[Rolls for tolls to speed things up-

Perception again- 18
Investigation if that's actually what I'm supposed to roll- 10 Wow, Orokos. Wow.
Survival if that's still used for tracking-esque applications in 5th- 13 Yay.]

((Perception picks up what you've already seen.
Investigation...well, that's best left to that Signer. Not really sure what's going on there.
Survival...you don't see anything to be off with it. Hard to tell, really.))

[Illiam'iira]

As Ikkit investigates, Illi casts a spell under her breath, opening her hands, palms facing towards the pile.

(Empathy cantrip with the target being anything inside the pile. If multiple, what's on top, lol. Otherwise jus' checkin.)

[Flession]

((Not feeling any emotions from underneath it.))

[Illiam'iira]

((Not feeling any emotions from underneath it.))

"I don't think there's a ... uhm... person in there," Illi quietly informs Ikkit. "Still might be booby-trapped though. Uh. Maybe we should get a big stick?"

[Ikkit the Bastard]

"Could poke it with driftwood. Or we give it a miss."

His ears twitched.

"Plenty of shoreline away from it, and messing with it might be disrespectful if someone's got a purpose for it..."

He sounded a bit uncertain.

[Illiam'iira]

"Plenty of shoreline away from it, and messing with it might be disrespectful if someone's got a purpose for it..."

She nods. "Yeah... I'm mainly worried... if it's a body..."