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Eastern Yharnam, Hunter's clinic, back room

Victor accepted the key when Nigel handed it to him, although he did so muttering the words “But it's just a key...” under his breath, confused as to how “versed with the situation” one would need to be to figure out how to put a key in a lock and turn it. He pocketed it immediately despite his confusion, though, and his left hand – which he had received the key in – wasted no time going back to hovering next to his left hip, where his blunderbuss hang.

The Messenger reacted eagerly when Nigel reached out to pat it on the head, seeming to somehow be able to intuit his intentions and lean its head toward his hand like a pet eager to receive its master's caress. Rather than actually pat it, however, Nigel's hand met no resistance and simply passed right through the Messenger's head and body. The Messenger's excitement with the gesture did not seem diminished by this, as it clapped its hands happily while the other nearby Messengers stopped what they were doing to (presumably) glare enviously at their kinsman.

Opening the cabinet revealed that it, as had been hinted by its weight, was mostly empty, but not entirely. Various strange metal rods of various lengths, most of which had at least one hollow end, seemed like they could probably be assembled into a bigger contraption of some kind. There were also two coiled-up lengths of flexible tube and two empty bottles, and some scissors, but most of the shelf-space in the cabinet was empty and slightly scuffed-looking, as if objects had been cleared from it in a hurry. Looking at it more closely, however, Nigel did notice that at the back of one of the shelves, tugged away behind the two larger, empty bottles, was a small rack of vials filled with red liquid: three blood vials.

“The Cathedral Ward is the center of Yharnam, the district around the Grand Cathedral,” Victor shrugged when Nigel asked his question. “It's the heart of the Heal-... or, well, the white Healing Church, and is under its direct control and protection; no beasts are getting in there. It's also the headquarters of us Hunters of the White Church. You...” He paused, lost in thought for a moment before he continued: “Well, normally we get briefed by the First Hunter, but since you're special and all that... maybe Vicar Harold will want to see you?” He shrugged again. He was, after all, just a lowly Hunter.
Update?

EDIT: Didn't like the blue sheen from the glow on everything, so I moved the layer to a lower level. Think it's a little better like this.
"Beauty" is definitely more generous than it deserves, but thank you. There's a bunch of details that bother me now, looking at it: the cots not being aligned properly in their rows, the 11 and P coordinates being completely superfluous... It's a first attempt for the starting area, and it probably serves its purpose. Next one will be better.

Does anyone want to sign up for being the next to post?
How about something like this:
Eastern Yharnam, Hunter's clinic, back room

Rummaging through the back room of the clinic, Arcturus mostly found what was immediately obvious was there: tables with various medical- and chemical-looking apparatus like beakers, forceps, tongs, scalpels, scales, mortars and pestles and the like. There were also five rolls of bandages and a bucket with another two bandages, though those were stained with blood and worse and likely not suitable for application anymore. There were the weapons in barrels that Arcturus had used to arm himself after waking, but that appeared to be all the barrels held.
The room had no more cabinets to speak of and none of the tables had drawers, which might lead one to believe that most of the supplies had been kept in the reception. Nowhere in the back room were their contracts, nor any other important documents, to be found; it seemed that they were either kept in the reception, too, or the staff of the clinic had brought such documents with them when they evacuated.

While looking around, however, Arcturus would have likely taken a look at the three blackboards along the wall, two of which just bore illegible scribbles, cryptic numbers and formulas that none of them had any way of knowing what meant. The last blackboard, however, appeared to have recently been erased and something new written in a more easily readable script:
All Paleblood → Hunters NO EXCEPTIONS
TAKE NOTES!
AVOID DANGER – keep safe, no dead
Results → 1st Hunter
TELL NO ONE
You know, lately I've been considering whether I should try to draw maps of the environments the characters occupy, possibly with a local coordinate system for easy designation of a particular location, just to make it completely clear where what is and such...
What do you think? It'll probably be fairly simple 2D maps, since later on I predict they'll be moving around a lot more. I will be a bit extra work for me, but it might make it easier for everyone to know what is happening and what areas look like.
No trouble, you're not terribly late as far as the presented ideal posting interval for the RP is concerned (at least one new post a week), I just wanted an update both for my peace of mind and for the sake of reassuring everyone that things are still progressing.
How is the post coming along? Any kind of ETA?
It differs from case to case, so you're pretty much free to decide for yourself how much it affects Arcturus. He can remember as much or as little as you want him to.
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