｡■˚ INTERROGATION: DAEDALUS SOLIS ˚■｡ "Ready for your next interrogation?" Eris asks cheerily. You swallow, nodding. Hopefully this suspect will be less...interesting...than Sid. "He's not going to be a jerk like the last one, right?" you ask, hand hovering over the knob. As before, the room is dimly lit, and you can hardly see the outline of the man inside. "I think you'll find him easier to talk to than the previous suspect, yes," Eris agrees. "He's not quite as, ah, hm..." She trails off, waving her hands in the air. "...as Mr. Poseidon. However, I'd advise you to be cautious in the way you approach him. He's a very sharp man. Has to be, to succeed in his field." Right. Daedalus is the head of Solis, the world's second largest tech company. They used to be the first - and the best - until Icarus Industries rose on the scene. Now they've had to give way, and they haven't sounded too happy about it. Wasn't there something about some drama between Isaac and Daedalus, especially...? "Won't he clam up, since his company is Icarus' biggest rival?" you query, trying to see if you can make out Daedalus' face through the window. It's difficult to make out, but you think you see a pair of bright brown eyes, cold, sharp, and calculating. You shiver without quite knowing why. "You're in charge here. If he won't talk, come get me. I'll fix him in no time." She winks, and you smile back politely, secretly wondering what secrets Eris is hiding behind that bubbly grin. There's got to be a reason such a bouncy, uncoordinated person is in the line of work she is. "Well..." Eris checks her clipboard. "Yeah, I think you've got everything down. Go get some info, sleuth!" You open the door and walk in, bracing yourself. The first thing you notice are his eyes, keen as a cat's. under thick black brows. Hair to match is swept sharply back from his brow, gelled and styled to immaculate perfection. His skin is a light shade of brown, and slender fingers slowly tap a rhythm on the metal desk he's shackled to. His suit hangs at precise angles, tailored for an exquisite fit, and his bowtie, jaunty compared with the rest of his appearance, is creased and tied in exactly the right places. Daedalus sits still, eyes flicking over you as you look him over, and you know that you're not the only one doing an inspection. You were wrong about his gaze. It's more like snake's than a cat's or a hawk's, icy and hypnotic. With difficulty, you tear your attention away and focus on the first page of the document on him. > Birth name: Daedalus > Alias: None > Surname: Solis > Age: 38 > H. Color: Black > E. Color: Brown > Height: 176 cm > Relations: [REDACTED] > Occupation: Founder and head of Solis > Residence: [REDACTED] Wait, redacted!? Why? That wasn't on the other file, and you can't help but wonder why. "Anything wrong?" You shake your head, remembering Eris' warning about being careful. "No." You steel yourself for the interview ahead, meet his eyes, and smile. "No. Everything's fine. Let's get going, shall we?" ｡■˚｡▣｡▣｡˚■｡ INSTRUCTIONS ┍ ┓ ☾- Following the storyline of the cabin so far, go into the comments and start a roleplay thread. You can interrogate Daedalus, discuss with your fellow detectives, or promptly flee the scene and go back to the Mayhem headquarters. Just keep in mind that your actions will be remembered. ☾- If you have any questions, comment down below, but separate it from any threads and prefix the question with a “☼”. ☾- This is for ALL Mystery campers, merely hosted by Division Mayhem ┕ ┛ ｡■˚｡▣｡▣｡˚■｡ CREDITS → , , and for leading Mystery this session! → , @-Nightglow-, @-redredrobin-, , and for hosting this session of SWC <3 → Past records of hosts, leaders, and cabins can be found here: → for the template (you're the best <3) → for the credits ;D
