[The thought that her battle has only just begun washes over D-ne as she scrubs her hands and face in the laundry room. The straight razor, which has tracked blood all the way here, rests at the bottom of the sink, still stained red. As soon as she's done with her skin, she'll soak it until it's clean. The too-big police top's discarded on a washing machine, along with the damn hand scarf. Both are covered in Valjean's blood.
She's killed a man. Now, she has to get away with it. As she cleans away the blood, she thinks.
There's no one in particular that she could pin this on. The top will throw them off. The fact that strong Jean Valjean was the one to die will throw them off. It's not good enough, and she doesn't have time. There's still the clothes to...
She recalls starkly how many people here don't know how to use the laundry machines.
The clothes won't be a problem.
After far too much time scrubbing, she leaves the blood-splattered costume behind; someone didn't know how to use the washing machine properly and panicked, afraid starting it would draw attention with its noise. That's what happened. They instead went to hide the murder weapon and-
And clean the blood trail! If the hypothetical culprit doesn't want anyone to find the clothes...then the blood trail would be a problem for them. If she can make it look like someone tried to clean it, that'll help, won't it? She can stash the razor in the storage room - if no one finds that, it'll help her so much - and grab something to scrub the floor with.
It will be...well, far from a "perfect crime" but at least she can throw the rest of them into confusion, and that might be all she needs. She won't even have to walk past the dining hall; she won't have to see his body.]
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She's killed a man. Now, she has to get away with it. As she cleans away the blood, she thinks.
There's no one in particular that she could pin this on. The top will throw them off. The fact that strong Jean Valjean was the one to die will throw them off. It's not good enough, and she doesn't have time. There's still the clothes to...
She recalls starkly how many people here don't know how to use the laundry machines.
The clothes won't be a problem.
After far too much time scrubbing, she leaves the blood-splattered costume behind; someone didn't know how to use the washing machine properly and panicked, afraid starting it would draw attention with its noise. That's what happened. They instead went to hide the murder weapon and-
And clean the blood trail! If the hypothetical culprit doesn't want anyone to find the clothes...then the blood trail would be a problem for them. If she can make it look like someone tried to clean it, that'll help, won't it? She can stash the razor in the storage room - if no one finds that, it'll help her so much - and grab something to scrub the floor with.
It will be...well, far from a "perfect crime" but at least she can throw the rest of them into confusion, and that might be all she needs. She won't even have to walk past the dining hall; she won't have to see his body.]